On Being Without You Poem by Red O'Mara
On Being Without You
I've missed you.
All these days we've been apart I've missed you.
I've longed to see you smile, hear your laugh,
to hold you, caress you.
Ached to devour your kisses, gasp at your touch.
How can I deny or hide the lust
I've never stopped feeling for you.
Should I be beyond lust?
Be beyond yearning for you the way I do when, perhaps,
I might have known you for long enough, often enough,
beautifully, unspeakably intimately, and satisfyingly enough
to have cooled the passion that first I felt for you?
Can it be that still I feel so much less without you,
and so much more fulfilled with you,
and so much finer, worthier, happier
simply because I did nothing
but love you?
Wow Red! ! Love has been turned inside out and its very core exposed in this one. I feel like I've peeked inside love and seen the middle of it for the first time. Awesome writing, as only the heart of Red O'Mara can serve up xxx
the beauty of love is in the way we express it! Nice to read this poem! Beautiful!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 9:02:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Can you please stop writing poems that make me cry! X x x I mean that in a nice way! It's not sad tears just aawwwww tears(daft cow I am)