Interlocked Poem by Deborah Cromer
Interlocked
Fragments and pieces make up my soul
Why won't they mend and become whole
I look out the window to see lover's at play
This window will not open so in I must stay
I ponder all paths down which I was led
Places of no access where temptation is dead
The pain went so deep when love was a lie
Do I keep searching or not even try
Yet, I know I am half of God's great plan
Where man needs woman, and woman needs man
So, should I settle for less than what are my needs
My loving garden turning to weeds
I will not be a sex, but only a soul
Not fragments and pieces falling into a black hole
Good love is beautiful so I will stay strong
Believing I will know it when my love comes along
It's always nice to find your soul mate..a ten..
How many of us feel this way? I enjoyed your poem very much. Thanks you for directing me to it.
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4/26/2024 2:21:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
through the window in fading distance Clouds of dust, emerge for once echoes of words, whispers of love rising as footsteps of an approaching angel spread your arms, be ready to embrace hold it tight, hold it with grace your life, your love, all for you your room, your window, your space your poems speak DC, a language which only a few understand, I am trying too...