Longing for You

Longing for You

A Poem by JustWantLove
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Year after year, I wait, I search for you..

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Another year, I've spent without you,
But deep inside I'm next to you, it's true;
Through birth of Spring and death in Winter,
My heart belongs to you, and I tell you: I do!

Each morsel burns in agony for you,
I travel distant lands, turn stones and softly sit;
My heart belongs to you my Queen,
I know you're out there, won't you visit?

Upon a star I wish each year,
By heavens, praying to have met my Dear,
Before I lay to sleep each night, I pray,
To live to see that miracle, that special day!

I know you're out there, please tell me..
Please show yourself to me, and see;
Peer deeply in my eyes and know,
I'm yours, I've been one, we're meant to be!

Who are you? Where are you? Do tell me.
Our pain of separate life is torture;
I know you're out there, won't you hear me?
To meet you and be yours,
It is my life, my greatest fortune!

© 2009 JustWantLove


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I appreciate that you don't wallow in misery thinking there is no one out there for you. All that will do is get you just that.. no one. You keep strong hope and faith that there is someone out there, which there most certainly is as there is for all of us.
I'm sure she's looking for you too. I loved the same lines Theresa did and the uplifting spirit you show in your wish for another.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I think this is really beautiful. I loved the lines:
"Through birth of Spring and death in Winter,
My heart belongs to you, and I tell you: I do!"
I believe everyone has a soulmate and it's just a game of waiting until you finally meet. Nicely done.


Posted 14 Years Ago



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JustWantLove
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* You will either love me, or hate me. Love, being the cataclysmic, overwhelming abundance of passion, hope and enduring. I am not for the fain of heart. Real, daring, blunt .. human. I am..in a.. more..

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