I long for
A knock
At my door
And for
Passion to unlock
In loss of shoe and sock,
But please, let it not
Be as before,
A girl, half there, longing for
The door,
And me
Wishing that she
Where more . . .
I long for
A knock
At my door
And for
Passion to unlock
In loss of shoe and sock,
But please, let it not
Be as before,
A girl, half there, longing for
The door,
And me
Wishing that she
Where more . . .
Again my friend, as I read your post, I find myself on an emotional roller coaster. Each word you pen is chocked full of wit and imagery.
Thank you Jerry. You are very kind and I am pleased you enjoy reading my poetry. Best wishes – Kevin
Very nice, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie. Best wishes – Kevin
Deep sadness & disappointment very succinctly expressed, Kevin.