You never know just what you've missed
Til you find out you've been lost
All the years of "giving in"
No matter what the cost
Once you find that you're complete
Its like you never knew
That what you didn't have til now
Was beating inside you
Though pieces always seemed to fit
Then somehow broke away
Its cause you never had a clue
Til now...and him...today
Just when you opened up your heart
Where he's been all this time
Then thinking he had been right there
In passions, heart and mind
And so he's here, in moments... now
In passion's place - complete
I'm now a whole when just before
I existed incomplete.
"Getting it right," is a wwhole new concept to mmost of us. Personally, I reflect this complete poem. My God, the roads I followed, the hurt I inflected, the hurt I received, looking for what you describe as "I'm now a whole . . ." Welcome home, susan.
I found this write very interesting and thought provoking Sue, I can not picture you being incomplete. You are such a strong, independent lady yet tender and wise who speaks your mind on all subjects from sex to politics. As always sweet one you wrote another exceptional write.
Hugs,
Felix
completeness, ah such bliss, all things to have and enjoy, instead of miss, a trouble shared, solutions abound, ending in that same wonderful, heartfelt kiss, that leads to more and then some too, to be adored, and have someone to give, the love and care you have in you. Art
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Felix
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Much emotion in this powerful, poignant write, very well written.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.