Trying To Grasp the Wind
Trying To Grasp The wind.
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My hearts long for desiring
Mat never transpire to be
But dwells in within
The very deepest part of me
For what I want is like the sweetest tasty apple
Always there so close yet out of my reach
For I am hungry for love
And without the lavish feast
.
I often wonder what did I do wrong
My natural urges beyond my control
And so ever strong
To never see my first born
Look up and smile at me
Is like a dagger I feel so painfully
But never see
.
To never have a love so strong
As a loving sweetheart
Almost seems a sin
I’m trying to reach for the impossible
But foolishly
Trying to grasp the wind.
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Peter Dome©2020.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2020
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