Longing

I feel you slipping away,

like everything else

I could never hang on to;

before you go;

touch my face,

say my name,

gaze into my eyes

one more time,

know the depth

of all that lives here,

feel the mystery

which no one

has felt before,

find the answers

locked deep inside,

hear the voice

gently calling out,

waiting

to be heard,

waiting

to escape;

longing for so much

more.

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