Tonight, my eyes are vacant,
My lover is not in sight,
Though my mind is filled,
With thoughts of seeing you near.
Tonight, my bed is empty,
I am alone and afraid,
The wind blows loudly,
I only wish to be held.
Tonight, my heart is weary,
Yet mindful of being touched,
Warm caressing hands,
Passionately soothing me.
Tonight, I can only wait,
'Til the sun rises again,
And then I can hope,
That wishes will be answered.
Tonight, another day ends,
My body misses my dear,
To be loved by you,
To sleep in security.
Your use of imagery provides a powerful reinforcement to your emotions. This is one of your most powerful poems (I guess the Irish inspiration helped ha!). Each time I read the verses I find something new to savor!
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