I sat here alone
In long noon
All the way so long
Thinking how wrong
Rivals mocking
Strangers laughing
Lovers thinking
And me weaping
Many questions
Endless answers
Many queries
With all worries
But where fore art thou
For it’s your love I need
And your heart I heed
Your arms I feel heat
Your hugs my heart beats
Monday, April 18, 2005
copywrighted poem that fits me for now...
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