Red and yellow streaks
spread out into the sky.
Silhouettes of the night
Lay at the edge of the light,
waiting for its turn
to occupy the sky.
I gaze in admiration
as the beautiful
streaks of gold recede
into the night.
Something so beautiful
yet so far away
I stretch out my hand,
hoping to reach you;
the beautiful sight that
I so admire from afar
Afraid I am that
I burn when I get too close
So I stay here, from afar
gazing in admiration as
I watch you recede into the night
and out of my sight
Now I am left alone with
this one-sided love.
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Yearning
PoesieYearning is our hearts reaching out to something it longs to cling unto. A memory of long ago. A face blurred by time. A long lost love. An anthology of poems.