I Have A Longing
We all have longings in our hearts don't we. I know I do.
Tonight I feel the hole in my heart, the burning sense of urgent loss that need to be filled. I know not how or with what. I am driving to keep searching. Perhaps it is a person who I love and long for. But something tells me no person could ever fill this hole. However I feel it more and sharply when i am alone. I think of a woman, she wanders my dreams as if trapped. But in truth the trapped one is I, wandering in search of her. She is never clear always in my peripheral calling to me with a whispery voice. Telling me she could touch my heart in ways I have never known. I long for her touch. I have come a long way down a wandering road and in nights tight grasp of lonely melancholy.
The longing and yearning of my heart bark and bay at me like wild dogs on the hunt.
Tonight I feel the hole in my heart, the burning sense of urgent loss that need to be filled. I know not how or with what. I am driving to keep searching. Perhaps it is a person who I love and long for. But something tells me no person could ever fill this hole. However I feel it more and sharply when i am alone. I think of a woman, she wanders my dreams as if trapped. But in truth the trapped one is I, wandering in search of her. She is never clear always in my peripheral calling to me with a whispery voice. Telling me she could touch my heart in ways I have never known. I long for her touch. I have come a long way down a wandering road and in nights tight grasp of lonely melancholy.
The longing and yearning of my heart bark and bay at me like wild dogs on the hunt.