Your Sadness Poem by Steven Federle

Your Sadness



Your sadness
fills me with
longing.

Of failing bodies
we talk of
treacherous blood, aching sinew,
swelling hearts, fiery love’s
dream, passion’s youth
fading to dull pain.

I want to pass the night
locked in your fresh embrace
but time
darkly intervenes,
shadows impenetrably
lie between.

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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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