The moon hangs heavy in the sky,
A silent witness to my sigh.
In shadows deep, my thoughts do roam,
Yearning for your touch, your home.
I ponder now, what fills your days,
What laughter rings, what love ablaze?
Do thoughts of me still linger near,
Or am I lost, a fading fear?
Do messages arrive with forced delight,
A duty bound, a hollowed sight?
Or does my name ignite your soul,
A burning flame, a sacred goal?
A fleeting thought, a casual glance,
Or am I all you seek, a lover's trance?
A playful whim, a passing trend,
Or the one you chose, world without end?
Uncertainty's cold hand I grasp,
As doubt's dark cloud my spirit enwraps.
But hope's small ember still does glow,
Awaiting answers, only you know.
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Echoes of the Heart: A Journey Through Love and Longing
PoesíaIn "Echoes of the Heart," the poet takes readers on an emotional journey through the landscapes of love, loss, and self-discovery. Each poem is a poignant reflection of the human experience, capturing the raw and unfiltered emotions that define our...
