Depths of the Broken Heart

Longing

Within the heart, a gentle sound flows,
It whispers a name, absent, in her pain.
Neither morning sun nor guiding star's glow
Illuminates the world where love is tearing.

In her thoughts, both night and day, he stays,
In every dream, he comes to hold her tight.
With a smiling gaze, he reveals his love's rays,
But upon waking, only anguish remains.

He walks through life, unburdened in his way,
While she prays silently, longing for signs,
Hoping he sees the truths she longs to convey.

For he is the reason her heart brightly shines,
The flame that warms her sincere life's embrace,
The love that fills her, and the void that deeply hurts.
_A.M._