Aching Dust

You need to listen to me when I say
I simply cannot do this anymore 
I understand why you turned away 
In my eyes, there was something that told you
I was no longer the youth I once was. 
I used to harness the wind
Not even your arms could hold me 
I have tried in my own way to love you
I want nothing more than to kiss you 
through the braids of Orion's constellation but now stars are dying at my feet
They twinkle then fade away like aching dust. 

Part II 

My heart is a furnace — it warms to others warmth. 
those who aren't you aren't of any interest to me. 
But yet I sit and watch the embers dissolve.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Theraven Avatar
August 4, 2020 at 7:36 AM
Nancy, Poem's longing, found complete. Always looked to Orion in a clear, cold Winter's night. Those stars hold some many wishes from us still. -Richard
Beckman  Avatar
August 4, 2020 at 5:24 PM
:) thanks, stay safe out there!
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