by Debby Peebles

Created on: January 01, 2010

Love me,
I'm unrequited,
if there ever was such a thing
and if there ever will be a time,
when love pauses and hearts keep beating,
alone,
without reason.
Solitaire,
edging across the room as,
despair parks on unfluffed pillows
or hard mattresses full of longing.

Unloved, I lust for desires gone out the window.
Nights spent searching,
days too bright for one so lonely.
So reunite me,
with a heart too true,
too be good,
and strong arms to bend the darkness from off my heart.

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