Nov 2017
in the mountains of Tennessee*
a man yearns by night and day
he yearns for a woman
who is so far away
his yearning never abates
for her tender soft touch
he
waits and waits
within his core
the yearning for her is raw
every waking moment
it gnaws and gnaws
yearning for her body to be
pressed close to his heart
as its warmness of soul
endears in a loving art
he hopes one day
that the woman he so yearns for
will call upon his
desolate mountain door
the yearning
so
painful
of
loneliness
the yearning
is
filled
in
*emptiness
a man yearns by night and day
he yearns for a woman
who is so far away
his yearning never abates
for her tender soft touch
he
waits and waits
within his core
the yearning for her is raw
every waking moment
it gnaws and gnaws
yearning for her body to be
pressed close to his heart
as its warmness of soul
endears in a loving art
he hopes one day
that the woman he so yearns for
will call upon his
desolate mountain door
the yearning
so
painful
of
loneliness
the yearning
is
filled
in
*emptiness
