Poem Hunter
(November 25,1988 / Pensacola)


Poem By Baby Blue

I am chained, bound, and held back.
Not able to live, not free to breathe.
Restrained and held captive.
I walk through life as a prisoner,
A prisoner with no hope of freedom.

But a moment with you, one love-filled whisper,
A glisten from your caring eyes
The lingering taste of your kiss
The warmth and security of your arms;
You are my Freedom, my intoxication.

You give me wings so I can soar.
You fill my lonely nights with dreams.
You supply my days with hope and happiness.
I am hooked and addicted,
On your intoxicating drug of eternal

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