The Face of My Love

A Poem By Crystal


The Face of My Love


In my mid I see a face,
A face of the unknown.

As, I see this face,
I see curves of wrinkle.

I see his eyes as if they re speaking to me.
As I see this face.

I see his red salty lips as they speak,
As I see this face.

I feel his body slightly carress mine,
As I see this face.

That face Belongs to you,
The one I have loved for so long.

© 2003 Crystal Anne Wyatt
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