Deprivation
It exists within me now
That which once I had
In the presence of joy
Escaped
A feeling of loss abounds
Emptiness surrounds
Yet this brings forth moments when all my senses are keen
I hear the tones of music in pitch and in key : mellifluous
Baron are the darken branches of the winter tree resting against the grey white canvas of the sky - visual clarity astounds
my heart emotes with anxious appreciation awaiting the love I have inside
Soon to link in a moments time with the heart of those who have survived the lonely presence of my void and my desperation
Lucid understanding of that which soon will come along with times inevitable marriage of its past and present
Until then
There’s that sense of Deprivation
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