Until This Pain
By Ali Torrell © 2000-2001, All Rights Reserved.
Longing until this pain controls me
Molds me,
Crafts and directs my tears
Settling my soul in the light of a sad harvest moon
Knowing there will not be a touch
Or a kiss,
Or a gasp of yearning to soothe my ears
Still all of my senses hunger! Can it be?
Is it just the heart that feels emptiness?
Oh, empty touch,
Hollow eyes and cavernous longing for her scent
But I bear the grief of her, of love denied
Longing until this pain controls me
Holds me,
Leaves me empty, dry, and spent
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