ParallelA Poem by andrew mitchell
Chained are two hearts parallel
That cannot touch, wanting, They reach out. Forbidden, condemned. Two lines never touching, Never reaching, so close So far, aligned, parallel. Two lives carved out Parallel their sights Side by side never Meeting as one. Two lovers parallel Their view from a distance. Parallel, aligned: They watch, they long, Desire for love, together Fruitless, lost, wanting time..... lost. While highest colours Touching others.
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3 Reviews Added on May 18, 2015 Last Updated on May 18, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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