Wishful Thinking Poem by Jane Alamon
Wishful Thinking
my feet embedded on a quagmire
my heart still full of desire
hoping for a love so true
that one day i'll get to meet you
not minding the stresses i'm in
it's you i'm longing
half of a whole, i am
and with you, i'm whole again
stranger at first we may be
soon we'll live in familiarity
but love is elusive yet alluring
sometimes it's nothing
but a wishful thinking
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