To long for...
Love is mans sole salvationwithout it we are lost
love unreturned corrupts us,
turns to envy, hate and wrath
myself, i live without it,
though not for want of trying,
my soul i fear is incomplete,
my heart forever crying
yet there is a girl,
who gives my life a meaning,
she does not know the way i feel,
or know my heart is keening,
her hair as soft as purest silk,
her eyes as deep as oceans,
composure in her hesitation,
beauty in her motion,
she sleeps beside me sometimes,
and then my pain is ceased,
she rests on me for comfort,
I rest on her for peace,
and so I dream, what it would be like,
although it takes its tether,
our lives so close, so far apart,
will never be together
Poetry by Che Thomas
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Written on 2007-10-08 at 20:45
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