I SEE SOMEONE


i see Someone but not now
i hear her footsteps but not near
i run to her but an invisible partition keeps her from me
i beat my hands against the glass
perhaps Someone will turn around and see me
if i could come very close to Someone
i would gaze into her sensative soul
look for a reflection of something
a little girl who was lost
waiting to be found
i would find her, carry her home in my arms
heal her wounds, put her to bed
watch over her while she sleeps

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"Why is my love like an ocean run dry
 oh why is my love such a struggle with life?"
                 Boy George
                 Mistake Number Three


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