Longing

Longing

Savored torment

Entwines two together as one

Though they’re apart without end.

Parched for the other,

Breath brushes against breath,

An ever-present yearning

Fitting desire to desire

In unseen in-between space,

Attempting to cool passion

That must remain unkindled.

Allowed others sustain

‘Til time’s drought

Withers earthly existence.

Oh, would that their unfettered selves

Flow together

As streams of running water,

Wholly inseparable,

Fulfilled.

My soul, wait in silence for God only, for my hope is from Him. He only is my rock and my salvation, my stronghold; I shall not be shaken.-Psalm 62:5-6

This blog post is part of a series of writing (Feb.-March 2014) by Tammy Fletcher Bergland sharing original poetry. tbergland.blogspot.com  

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