Longing
The dog lies between us,
bridging the gulf
that's grown between us
over the years.
She whimpers, you groan
in your sleep.
I sigh awake,
longing to recapture
the dreams of our youth.
When we longed for children,
longed for someone to love
besides ourselves.
Longed with an abandon,
because we couldn't imagine
life outside ourselves.
Longed and loved
and hoped for something
beyond this bliss.
To keep us together.
Copyright © John Bullick | Year Posted 2006
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