by Noleen Wyatt-Jones

Created on: February 15, 2011

Is it enough to want love, to be loved?

Desiring, craving, wanting, needing. Hope

Springs eternal. We all want to be loved.

Without love, all that’s left for us is hope

In a world where love is all conquering

For those who have found that happy ending

Bathed in the afterglow of perfect coupling

To others their smugness is never ending.

For some true love surely never comes

Their lives destined to be spent all alone

The course of love and life never smoothly runs

The nights spent waiting for the ring of the phone

I once had love but now it’s dead and gone

But I still believe another love shall come

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