Wanting - Poem by Ronald Chapman
You have what I want;
You live across an ocean,
Why am I standing alone in this place?
When I could have what I want;
I want to live,
I want to love,
I want to be looking at you,
With no space between us,
I want to be part of your world,
But you are only a dream
Of what I want,
Sent thousands of miles far from the East.
Something I want, but will never have.
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