Every Morning...

since you have become my habit
as you are my favorite
i shall not fail the day seeing you
and my heart begins to beat
my feet to dance and my mind
begins to fly
like swordfishes to the sky

but i have not forgotten the rules
i can only see you but never touch
i can only think of you but never hug
neither can i kiss your lips
i can only sleep back and dream
again and again

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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