Whose face do I see

Whirled around, pushed around
and don’t know where’s the way
And whose face do I see
at the end of the day

Is it you who will touch,
is it you who will kiss
Kiss my lips, kiss my face,
is it you who I miss

There are many in the shadows
of my dreams and my past
There is one in the future
whose kiss will forever last

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©AngelikaJahn

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About blue

I am a divorced single mum to a teenage kid, and at present re-emigrating to my homecountry Germany. Writing helps me to clear my thoughts, but as well to turn sadness, fear, and regret into something beautiful and release it from my heart.
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