A Love of Mine

I'm just 16
I'm not supposed to understand love
Then what do I feel for you?

I've become drunk with your image
as it flows through my mind
and invades my dreams
kisses are my souvenirs
until next we meet
and I feel your arms around me.
Because being apart gives me an ache
I have never known before
But it's a pleasant ache
of wanting you near me
to feel your hand in mine
to see your eyes when you look at me
and your playful smile...
When you hurt
I have a need to hold you tight
I want to heal you...

I'm just 16
and I know what love is
It's what I feel for you.

                         January 4, 2002
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