Perchance to speak your name aloud
And seek you out amongst the crowd
To hold your heart in loving hands
And bend to each of your demands
To heal your wounds, and earn your soul
Your gentle touch shall make me whole.
To share your hopes and darkest dreams
My purpose now, in life, it seems
I cannot quench this thirst for you
There's nothing left for me to do
But wallow in submission
And fuel my hearts condition
Author notes
It's kind of strange that this is what came out when I sat down to write today.... Its not exactly what I expected, as its a little out of character for my usual works. It did make sense, because a lot of my thoughts have been similar recently, but I didnt expect THIS...
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wow
this is brilliant...i even enjoyed the rhyme!
love it hun
Tasha
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Well, I like the outcome! This is very sweet and untainted!
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I really like where you went with this. It is deep, and yet very raw - in a spectacular sense. You pen lines of hope above all, and a sincerity of intention. Very well penned!
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Awwwww. That was such a sweetly written piece, George. Beautiful sentiments. You did an awesome job with this.
Write on.
~*~SP~*~
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Good rhyme here. This was a good poem which had a sense of sorrow to it. A powerful piece about love.
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I feel ya brother...
Beautifully expressed.
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