THE CLAWS OF LONGING

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JOURNAL #34

longing has me in his claws

with my trembling chin

tilted down

ready to serve

at its first supplication

you see

for me

this love is my law

I can not deny any vestige

of its said termed gestation

for any such denial on my part

would only rub my own heart

all the more raw

and  I am a river that can not

forget its winding path

that always seems to lead

to your welcoming sea...........

(July 19, 2008 603am)


Author's Notes/Comments: 

proof that pain is so obviously a tool!

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