By Charles Robert Lindholm
I Am A Silly Person
I Think
Believing In Things
So Improbable
Yet Hoping
Beyond Hope
That They Shall
Become A Reality
Refusing To Believe
That If Something
Has Never Happened
That It Never Will
I Believe In
Meant To Be,
Soulmates
And Kindred Spirits
If Not Here
And Now
Then
In The Great
Beyond
In Another Life
In Another Time
In Another Place
I Hear The Whispers
That The Universe
Brings To Me
Its Your Voice
Carried By Your Words
Its You Singing
The Songs Of Your Heart
And I Learn
Of The Sweetness
Of Your Soul
And I Long For You
Like A Fool
On The Equator
Longs For Snow
Rooted In My Place
And In My Time
I Shall Never
See Your Face
And Snowflakes
Shall Never
Kiss My Tongue
But I Shall Still
Long For You
Like A Fool
And Pray
That The Universe
Never Stops
Bringing Me
The Sweet
Whispers
Of Your Voice
And Your Words
And The Sound Of You
Singing The Songs
Of Your Heart
I Am A Fool
Who
Longs For You
And Dreams
Of Another Time
And Another Place
Where Wishes
Come True
Copyright © 2018 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
Inspired by the motto: Living on the equator but longing for snow – Gina Gallyot
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