On the familiar battle between mind and body...
No fanfares, nor the warning drums.
Expected as the calm becomes
The Longing.
Can a body learn?
Must these three days its spirit turn,
Its heartbeat spur, its stomach churn
From Longing?
Such a precious love,
So rare, yet never spoken of:
But now to make it rise above
The Longing!
Poetry by TonyD
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Written on 2008-11-20 at 21:43
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The Longing
Quietly it comes,No fanfares, nor the warning drums.
Expected as the calm becomes
The Longing.
Can a body learn?
Must these three days its spirit turn,
Its heartbeat spur, its stomach churn
From Longing?
Such a precious love,
So rare, yet never spoken of:
But now to make it rise above
The Longing!
Poetry by TonyD
Read 500 times
Written on 2008-11-20 at 21:43
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