Dr. Antony Theodore

Longings - Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

One fine morn I met a friend.
She was an Angel
With fluttering wings.
I loved her wings
Her face, her lips
Her eyes, her smile,
Her looks of Innocence.

I can swear
I loved her
more than the Pelican
loved its little ones.

One fine night
She stepped into my bed
Without the wings
Without a cloth.

I wept and wept
She knew not
I longed for
A love beyond the body.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 23, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, January 30, 2012

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