My Poetry, Philosophy, Thoughts and Ideas.

1/21/2006

Search for my Beloved

Even the night does sleep at dawn
Not the heart with love that longs.
Alert and Aware in its silence song
Wondering & worrying what would go wrong
In love’s lap, daily I coil and sleep
Hoping its chamber, in me I would keep
In search of beloved, in dreams I would leap
Only to wakeup and find myself weep

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