Love Poetry by Cody Dickinson

Your Image

I cannot caress your soft skin,

Or run my fingers through your hair,

For it’s only your picture I see,

An image is all that’s there.

I can admire your beauty,

To which I must stare,

Your chin, your lips, your nose and eyes,

All add to a face so fair.

I hope that you can accept,

How much I really care,

A person who loves you more,

You shan’t find anywhere.

Down the road I see a day,

When my feelings we’ll both share,

‘Cause the way I feel without you,

I can only so long bare.

By: Cody Dickinson