Longing
The valley is a foggy mist playing upon the rhapsody in my mindless existence.
I cannot go on without your eternal being embellishing the love that brought us together.
I cannot fight these trojans anymore. I feel empty, unjustly relinguishing to the fact
that you are no longer here on earth.
I long for your embrace, to heal my wounds. My very existence depends upon you, my love.
My body weak, my mind continues to be strong.
Take care my sweetness, for I will return to your loving arms in eternity some day...some
day..
Copyright © Jamie Mallinson | Year Posted 2005
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