Not Ready

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August 2002 Poetry

Seeing you,

would be a dream come true,

but I’m not ready.

I’m not ready to feel you next to me,

not ready to feel your arms around me,

or your hands touching me.

I’m not ready to kiss you,

although I’d love to.

I’m just not ready.

I have some things I have to work out,

till I’m really ready,

to love you.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 8-31-02.

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