0263 Without [28 May 1999]

I am happy,
but I am not happy.
I have come into my own,
yet still am I alone.

Still I sleep by myself,
no strong arms to hold me.
No soft voice
to whisper to me.

I look around me,
I look behind me,
no one is there
to comfort me.

Lost am I,
without him to love,
without his arms,
without him.

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Newbie weight lifter. Love cats and baseball.
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