You are out there....
I know it.
I feel it.
I believe it.
I want it.
Out there somewhere.....
Wandering.
Thinking.
Longing.
Without me.
Looking for me....
I know it.
I feel it.
I believe it.
I want it.
Out there somewhere.....
Wandering.
Thinking.
Longing.
Without you.
2 comments:
I keep thinking the same damn thing about that ever-so elusive, Tampa Bay pot-dealer, but the son-of-a-bitch won't get skippy, and find me. [:\]
Great verse, Kitty.
~Extra-straight 'B'
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Keep the faith, Cat! Keep believing. Out there...somewhere...someone waits...
~Dona P. S. Nice comment 'B'!
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