Yearning
Oh the longing for your return;
The crave for your lust;
Under enchantment, molded that instant by your thirst, you hunger;
The moment that shaped us was set;
Then you parted;
Homeward bound;
Stranding the love;
With question of coming again;
Waiting is painful to my soul;
Please join me once more.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world