Hunting High and Low
I’m hunting high and low,
For someone I am yet to know
I can sense the beating of her heart,
But I know not where to start
She will bring me joy, bring me peace,
And maybe the loneliness will cease
So here I am,
Is she within the reach of my hand
Has she been here once before,
Is she the one who left me wanting more
Have we met in a passing glance,
Our eyes meeting in a chance
Has she passed me in these halls,
Never entering into these walls
Or is she merely just a dream,
A fantasy my mind has created just for me
Never the less,
I shall continue hunting for her,
High and low,
I shall never give up hope
For a life without love,
Without passion
Will have you cold and lonely,
As you walk into the sun
The End
By Greg P
Copyright © Gregory Procopio | Year Posted 2011
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