Longing Poem by Jonathan Horwitz

Longing

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I have this Longing, he said,
Since I was a child.

She said, For me
the Longing
Is for myself.

He asked, Why
are we most afraid
of Loving those
we Love the most?

Their lips, soft, warm,
Kissed three times slowly.

They parted at the station.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Fowler 21 June 2007

The imagery of good-bye...one of the saddest words in the English language. Very poignant. Take care. Kind wishes, Sandra

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