Of Lost Love

I sit contemplating,
anxiously hoping for a new awakening,
to lift me up and take me higher,
or lower, but, just far away.
To a distant place in time
where loneliness itself is not a state of mind.
Where the coming of a new day
no longer proves a dreadful fate.

The thought of you,
and your absence is my plague,
your presence within me
provides me with strength.

I wake up nights reaching, searching,
needing to touch you.
To feel your warm skin and breath on mine,
to soothe my soul and put to rest
my wandering mind!

Of Lost Love

jmariani

Joined March 2008

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