Empty
Cover me with your sweet embrace,
tackle the cold that brushes apon my face.
Block the wind that snatches my intent,
its forceful blows never seem to relent.
I once lived without pain,
and love was something I had yet to gain.
But then I found that missing division,
yet mixed with reality has caused a collision.
And now that I have it, I've reached a decision:
I cannot go on each day like this.
Because even though I have found this love,
something seems to be amiss...
Maybe it is the absence of a hug or a kiss.
©1997 by Amanda Leckron
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