A Fresh Wound Is My Heart-Poem

“A Fresh Wound Is My Heart”

A fresh wound is my heart
A dark void is my soul
To love so deeply minus control
An abrupt ending to a cherished role

A fresh wound is my heart
Emptiness of all space
To caress, kiss an angelic face
Withheld from my grasp every last trace

A fresh wound is my heart
With the absence of care
I’m needing, missing, wanting to share
Without touch, sound or sight you aren’t there
A fresh wound is my heart
To just have and to hold
Return of love gone, precious as gold
Once warmth of my spirit, hardened-cold

A fresh wound is my heart
Ever the tiniest thing
Tears, loss, pain, such sadness they bring
Reminds me of loves genuine being

Afresh wound is my heart
You are off on your own
Miss you immensely, feel all alone
Bleak nothingness and vacancy have grown

A fresh wound is my soul
I want you back with me
I offered you up, it will never be
Love your face in my dreams, you and me

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