Longing

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    Longing
    As weeks go by, she sits alone

    Cold and lonely without me

    Her smooth clean curves

    And her strong stark beauty

    Haunt my waking thoughts

    And beckon me in dreams

    A constant longing a powerful force

    Unseen yet always there

    Patiently awaiting the time

    When finally I'll come to her

    Tenderly stroking those curves, and saying

    "The sky is clear and the snow has gone-

    The time has come once more

    for us to be as one."

    Then straddling her saddle,

    I let her engine roar

    And once again ride

    This beautiful Harley I adore.

    By A.L.B.

    01-24-07
    copyright ©2007 by the author.
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    phatdaddee commented on Longing

    07-29-2009

    Great poem, beautiful symbolism and excellent rhythm!
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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