A face of love
A frame held
With a sense of
Inadequacy.
I have done
This.
My own face
Lacking in
Love.
My own frame
Woefully
Inadequate.
Periods
Of intense
Search
Leading
Nowhere,
But during
A sense of peace
Something,
Perhaps
All
Is being done.
But then,
The search
Ends.
Another
Begins,
And the cycle
Repeats
To end
As all searches,
In Vain.
A despair
A futility
Sets in.
Searches
Have left
This sea.
No more effort
Is made to search.
Peace is not found,
Just the sea.
And
Faces of love
Frames held
With a sense
Of inadequacy.
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Officer William Heffner