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Longing
Why do I cry when thinking of you?
Your touch lingers on my skin.
How is it that I hear your words even when you aren't here?
The scent of you in the air is mystifying.
Are you waiting for me just around the corner?
You must be thinking of Us.
Will these wonders still linger when you are here forever?
The rhetorical essence
of some of your poems
surely explores this
Bright Darkness...
What more longing
lies deep within
the panting streams
of your bountiful
being...
This "Longing" yawns.
This "Longing" dares.
May it lift this soul
to new beginings and
hopeful healing made
real in that Jesus'
peace which passes
all understnding!
Cheers!
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Ugonna