Lonely Poem by Kev EmPea
Lonely
Wandering like Wordsworths cloud
I find myself dreading the next sight
Of your slopes for fear of finding
The rising pressure as I draw closer
Too much to bear.
And whereas before I was drawn
To your lovely heights
And loved to linger there
Moistening us with loves dew.
The closer I come
The further away I feel
And hold back my now
Unwanted & heavier
Precipitations.
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4/18/2024 12:16:01 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is the greatest poem of all! I love it, it tells me something, it gives me something to think about, insperational your good! Please keep going on Kevin