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[title] => A visitor (part 2)
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[bodytext] => A restless night of anticipation Ends as I finally open my eyes Forgetting my visions of blessed fiction I sit up with a few tired sighs. The early morning sunlight streams from my window A small warmth surrounding the room The beauty of light, was the gift it bestowed Ridding the area of the darkening gloom I take some time to rid my self of fatigue standing in the middle of the place My looks I bothered not to critique As long as I could keep a smile on my face I had not forgotten our promise to reunite It was the first thing I had thought about A flutter I could feel inside I couldn't wait to see you again, no doubt Open the closet door I flung Finding something to suit the day A pleasant song found I've sung I wish every day could be this way I wish not to eat, too much anticipation Open the door, my book in hand I venture out towards my station beneath the willow tree, cross the land I fall to my knees as I find shelter neath the tree lying myself down on the cool shaded ground Searched in my unmarked book to read But I couldn't wait for you to come around. Hours passed. I wish you'd get here I find myself going inwardly insane I try to relax, you won't forget me dear I am not to wait in vain. Time goes by, and evening comes No sight nor sound of you I am just about to give up To return home and come unglue I stir... but hear a single sigh I turn and see no one But someone has to be nearby Or perhaps my sanity is done I hear movement, but no one do I see I've now become quite confused. I peak my head to look round the tree And my findings had me quite amused For you were asleep behind the tree pleasantly dreaming what it is you dream For you had been there, waiting for me How silly my doubt was, it seems. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 31 [informant] => katzie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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