Just Wishful Thinking?

Sigh.

Do you

Really

Exist?

 

Or merely

The product

Of my troubled mind?

 

As

I search for

An emotional anchor

To latch onto.

 

Who

Will keep

The wolves abay

During my darkest hours.

 

While

Your tender hands

Soothe my troubled soul

With their touch.

 

Relighting

And caring for

A heart's fire

Long left

Abandoned.

 

Bringing

A large smile

To my heart

And soul.

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

yes, sigh indeed. and you so deserve a heart and soul smile. Enjoyed that part of this poem especially

[therisa]

Thank you, Tammy, for your supportive and encouraging words over the years.

[first second third]

this is a great poem and something to be proud of. this is a lovely piece and it speaks to the heart:) fabulouse job:)

[therisa]

Thank you. Not all of my poetry is dark. :P

[first second third]

yea:)

[therisa]

lol :)

[Holly Mason]

this flows wonderfully it really does
relighting a hearts fire what imagery with those words
as I search for an emotional anchor to hold onto-to need someone so openly makes you a true soul
dang wolves-let the kitties at them!!!
thank you so this is lovely and written well

[therisa]

Um, Holly, your words have let me, blushing here.