Becoming whole


where are those hands
that long to caress my soul
where are those lips
that long to kiss my heart

where is my other half
that longs to tender calm
the painful yearning
of becoming whole







Poetry by Papaver
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Written on 2005-06-29 at 17:02

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chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
a good piece here, the constant search to find the love we desire to fulfill us, i wonder if we ever find it. longs second line long - longs fourth line long - the last use of the word is fine.
2005-06-29