Longing Poem by Brya Main

I long for you when I'm asleep,
I long enough to make me weep.

I long to hear your voice divine,
Remembering when you were once mine.

I long to see your' face so sweet,
This feeling inside will be my feat.

A part of me is dead inside,
It's the part I bury, I keep & hide!

Your existence on earth is most pristine,
Fragile and precious like velvety sheen.

I want to feel your' gentle touch,
And grasp you in my ever clutch.

I'm haunted by your' soft spoken voice,
You will forever be my only choice.