Cherry Picking
at the bottom of the hill (jk)
cherry tree somehow broke..lol
On those endless summer nights I think of you.
On those cold gloomy nights I think of you.
Content is what I feel when I think of you.
I long again to see your face, feel your touch,
kiss your lips, and hear your voice.
Have you near to me always and forever.
The very thought of you makes me weak.
My dear, oh how I miss you so.