Selfish Longing
I so long for another in this life,
Who truly “gets” who I am.
For contact that feels like love itself,
One who touches out of love, not duty.
Whose fingers feel like desire, rather than want,
With no selfish agenda lying in wait.
I long not to have to be so strong,
I am weary from the load of day after day
My shoulders are weakening, my back no longer straight,
I trudge along-still taking care.
And tears often fall,
With no real rhyme or reason.
They land on my solitary pillow,
And dry with no one to know.
God bless you. Kathy
try reading some of Byron Katy...www.thework.com
Love,
ET
all good wishes...
John
Wish I knew how to ride a horse...then I would say lets go for a long ride..atop the hills and scream it out to the world.....and laugh our asses off after that for still believing in miracles!!
Love Tinka
It may seem foolish to quote a movie such as the Wizard of Oz, but remember when the "wizard" told the Tinman,
"A heart is not judged by how much you love; but by how much you are loved by others."
You are loved by others, the ones who fall for you when they read your stories and poems, your creations. But, we all understand you need that loving touch, too. I'm sure you'll find it.
Terry
I so know how this feels, but for some reason, the Universe has chosen not to send that person to either of us yet. We have more to do in this life, and soon we both will get our chance at love. You are a beautiful soul, do me a favor, when you are feeling that sad at night, don't cry, think of something that makes you smile and say to yourself, now this is how I want to feel all the time. Soon the sadness will be replaced with contentment and peace.
Love your poem,
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Newfie Hugs, Rose
To live with one and to love feign
Than to live with ones hurts and fears
Alone, alone, in your own sphere.
Fee
Loneliness takes over me and long to be loved!!
Beautifully writing and expressed longing
Brilliant write!!
Peace Love and Light to you my friend....Morning star
Karla. :(
(((HUGS))) and much love, your Tx. friend, Karen Lynn. :(
They land on my solitary pillow,And dry with no one to know."
These words spill forth from the page with such emotion and depth.
a truly wonderful pen from the heart and soul
Blessings
Allen