I can hear you call my name,
my heart though was never your aim.
I hear your whispers and whimpers,
so silent and faint.
My grip on you was strong
but my touch felt so wrong.
My voice never faltered
but the message wasn't delivered.
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Ethereal Beings
PoetryA book of poems filled with everything I want to say. This contains my thoughts and feelings. "We are two ethereal beings- too perfect for this world. Love is an ethereal being- too perfect to exist." Highest rank #124 [August 2, 2017]
