George Howard

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Love? - Poem by George Howard

Your head swims, your stomach churns,
Your heart plays a faster beat,
You hear naught, but one,
You see none but one,
Parted minutes turn to hours,
Hours together, but minutes.
Your bodies touch, the current flows,
Your bodies part, the longing grows.
You laugh, you cry, you are as one.
The arguments come,
At their feelings you stab!
You hurt, you tear at your very soul.
You cry, but no longer laughter,
The desperation, the emptiness grows.
And finally, a part of you dies.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 24, 2010

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