The Longing Soul
If your heart was a diamond
Perfect and clear
Glittering and gleaming
Like a broken heart's tear
If lust was coal, dusty and black
Would they make you realize that
You want to come back to me?
If music was woven with golden thread
Soft like the locks laying upon your head
I would listen to it all-day
And through the night.
I would play it once more
To make things right.
For if poems and words
Were always the truth
And were spun into realities
As handsome as you
My creation would be worth
The time that it takes
And the toll that it makes.
I love this poem.
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