The Longing Of The HeartA Poem by MichaelLonging to be touched Wanting to be heard Needing to be loved This invisibility is a curse
Then I am noticed By someone like you The passion that once died Starts to burn anew
The glimpse in my head Brings a smile to my face The thought of your touch Is my happy place.
© 2009 Michael |
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Added on October 15, 2009 |

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