Lonely Knows Poem by mark king

Lonely Knows



One glance and one kiss
a few words of kindness,
your eyes really see me,
not for what I've done,
but for who I'm.

How did you know I was waiting
and did you know you were saving me?

I've never known such comfort
never felt so much release
and now there is just peace,
what a gift to leave me with,
lonely has known me for the last time!

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