YEARNING

by Gary Beck


 
JULY 2007 #3

 

Last night,
close to a woman of softness,
my sad power of dreaming rested,
her hunger my peace.
Today,
trapped in office prison,
I listen to foolish prattle
and fear she will not come again.

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