Jon

I gaze into the starry sky
Small tears form to make me cry
Does Jon lay down upon his back
And see the same sky, just as black

I dream of holding his soft hand
Along the beach, through wet hot sand
And walking through the forest trees
He lays me down and kisses me

Does he dream under the same moon
To be with me so very soon
Be soul-mates until old age
Does he write this upon his page

I must find out, I must connect
I pray that I, he'll not reject
My feelings true, intense and real
If only I could make him feel

Where is my Jon, I do not know
Must find him now so I can show
My love to him, to tell my dear
I need to always have him near
 

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