I Long For You

Will money over love me

so fiercely that not the winds

nor the storms nor the periled terrains

could ever keep me from its kiss?

Will my gold and silver entrance me

with eyes so mysterious

that the night turns to morning

as I gaze to unravel their riddle?

Can empty skies call my name

with a voice of a thousand lifetimes

lost in love, grown to know a soul

whose soul is lost without it?

If oceans spread and I am left

clinging to desperation’s cruel invention,

lost at sea as a breath in the wind,

I long for the kiss for my kiss,

the eyes for my eyes,

the voice for my voice.

I long for you.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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