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Eddies and Sloughs
Sometimes currents flow and other times life eddies
And I am lost in doldrums throes
Wishing you were close
I need you
The deepening of me
The true
The shaping of reality
Else why the wistful longing
When all's a washed out grey
No sound, yet silent calling
Wishing light come back to day
You, words, to kiss, to touch
To guide the path of dreams
I ask for little and need so much
Sometimes silence screams
I wish you were close
I could use you right now
Heaven knows
To feel again
I’m Just dead to so much
Sometimes life drains
And I’m left longing for your touch
Just to be lost in you
No other thought or need
Your every shading true
And my soul’s longing freed
And I am lost in doldrums throes
Wishing you were close
I need you
The deepening of me
The true
The shaping of reality
Else why the wistful longing
When all's a washed out grey
No sound, yet silent calling
Wishing light come back to day
You, words, to kiss, to touch
To guide the path of dreams
I ask for little and need so much
Sometimes silence screams
I wish you were close
I could use you right now
Heaven knows
To feel again
I’m Just dead to so much
Sometimes life drains
And I’m left longing for your touch
Just to be lost in you
No other thought or need
Your every shading true
And my soul’s longing freed
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