Madness.
Friday Poetry
Friday Poetry — For Want of Fire
013 years
by ShadowKatmandu
in Friday Poetry
For Want of Fire
I try to light a fire
But cannot draw a spark
I barely get a glow
To chase away the dark
Lots of little lights
Not even quite a tiny flame
They come and they go
But I am always left the same
I have know fire before
So now it feels so cold
I want to know it again
Before I grow old
My passion runs deep and strong
My heart is my own fire
I need another heart to kindle
To take us both higher
Where might I find her?
So many places to seek
While I stand here lonely
Each day I feel so weak
This is the flame I long for
The fire of love’s embrace
Each time it passes me by
My heart is a lonelier place
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Life goes on, and I am without a companion. But I am an optimist, so I keep searching. See you Monday.