Our differences --
that's the wall that divides us.
Our love though, with highest hopes,
be the strongest weapon
to break down the wall
that conceals us from each other.
Love, let it collapse.
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Longing
This sadness, creeping inside of me --
where is this coming from?
Tears from nowhere --
drop by drop,
little by little --
stream down my face.
Where is this coming from?
Oh, I guess
I'm longing.
My heart is longing.
I am in need.
I need
the proof of your love.
Written: November 29, 2014
where is this coming from?
Tears from nowhere --
drop by drop,
little by little --
stream down my face.
Where is this coming from?
Oh, I guess
I'm longing.
My heart is longing.
I am in need.
I need
the proof of your love.
Written: November 29, 2014
Labels:
jane palma,
longing,
poetry
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