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Poetry By: Luvving

Why are some of us lucky enough to find romance while othersseem to wish forever.

Submitted:Jun 7, 2012    Reads: 9    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Here I am in thought, and evening comes to find me lonely

Moths and butterflies, descend by my window seeking entry

They don't realise, I need someone to love me.

They want the firelight, I burn each and every night.

There's no human voice, just moonlight on my window pane

Stars they shimmy bright, they shuffle, shine in black blue sky

Still they have a relationship, bright lights they won't cry

Where is love when I need you truly, hold my head and sigh.

Now I hear the owl's nocturnal wake, the sound he makes

He is calling out and soon he's going to find his mate.

All I do is sit and wonder in the glare of fire light.

Oh . .how I would love that someone to be here tonight!


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