Amor Otong Poet Dramatic Monologue

Poem 102, Superb Yearnings

Candle lit burning in the back porch 
He grab my hand
freezing and taunting in the moment
Maybe he is superb, living must in my world
Tis' I adore the sum of his yearnings?
There's is something about us
I understand
Something about him, crazier
The apocalyses never been it was
More sad truths
Begging..
Hesitation
This prose..
This could be us..

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Darlene De Beaulieu August 25, 2016 at 12:15 PM I sense that you were yearning for his love that is what I got out of your poetry A beautiful poem Amor. Amor Otong August 26, 2016 at 4:15 AM Thanks Darlene. Absolutely!