The coldness of a
loveless existence clove
my body in distant melancholy
On solitudes road I wander
in the bewilderment of yearning
Pitching my tent of loneliness
on the crossroads of desire
Reflecting yesterdays rapture
through blurred stained glass frames
The moon mocks my wretched memories
with bold illuminations of jest
As I quiver in chilling frost bite
numb from the waist up in a realm
of repeated isolation
Awaiting the warmth and affection
of passions heat contained in new love
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Awaiting the warmth and affection of passions heat contained in new love.
AAAWWW You hit a soft spot with me on this one.
Your writing is just fabulous.
You keep me so amused.
Thank you for all your nice poetry.
Truly a gift!
Steffany

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Wow...That was amazingly powerful. I felt so many emotions when I read this it was unbelievable. Great poem and I wish you luck in the contest!
Please keep writing, you have amazing talent!

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Oh my, did I strike this passionate piece???
I love this, but dang......I am so sorry
there is no need to feel this way Love
I'm always here
Good luck and great imagery as always
-K





