Poetry

How I wish I could fill the sun every time I wake up,
And the brush of his skin when I walk by,

It would be nice not having to worry about being lonely or waiting for the right man to hold me through the day and night,

Oh how I long for the fill of his heart beat when we hug and to see his   smile in the morning after waking up,

He makes me feel so special with those constant I love you bear hugs,
I guess I’m in love well I would be if I wasn’t in love with the thought of being in love.