Sweetness, Swirling in the desert, Whirling in my mind, Trapped, Crying for release, Fulfillment, Life. Around me-- Cold, empty nothingness Aching to be filled With love, With life. Her smiles cry out In the nowhere Of my mind, Longing to shine sun-rich Into eyes Too dry to cry. She wants to be wanted, Wants to need Him who Can only dream Her shadow. She wants to be real, Softly solid, Warmly winsome, Lovingly laughing For all the world to hear. Her arms Long to enfold Men, boys, children, dogs-- Anything warm and real. But mind-stuff Cannot burst skull-walls No matter How paper-thin And brittle are the bones. So we wander Restlessly, She within, I without, Each yearning To become whole With the other.
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