Paul Curtis Poet I do not know?

Sorrow

Sorrow touches me
Sorrow at my loneliness
For want of another soul
To make me whole
Plumbing the depths of despair
In search of that missing piece
That will banish sorrow forever
But fail in that endeavour
Finding solace is always just out of reach
An outstretched hand away
There simply for the taking 
Then I’m left aching
What was seemingly solid and tangible
Evaporated into the ether
So I will begin again tomorrow
The search for the end of sorrow

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Paul Curtis February 22, 2010 at 8:03 AM Thanks Jo

Joanna Smith February 22, 2010 at 7:54 AM this is truely the embodiment of sorrow, and it is love that usually causes it, and this write was filled with good imageryi really enjoyed the write and got a true sorrowful feel so you did a great job on this one it is very well written as well!=)Jo