Beating Faster

Beating fast,
Must be in a race,
Sitting alone,
I cry,
I wish,
I miss,
Miss a special someone,
Someone special.

Her smile could tame the most savage beast,
Her eyes so deep,
You could lose yourself in,
Her hair long and blonde,
Her name rolls off my tongue so softly.

I cry as I miss her,
I wish she was here,
So I could smile,
A picture doesn’t suffice,
Has to be the real thing,
To change this racing heart.

Beats faster and faster,
The more I think of her.

“Hello I love You”
Maybe not love,
But Hello I miss,
Hello I need,
Hello I long for,

Long for in a short space of time.
Long for,
Never have done this bad,
For someone I barely know.

I miss you.

© 2005-2016

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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