For today's prompt, I want you to write a poem of longing. You or someone (or something) else should be pining for someone or something. Maybe a cat is longing to get outside the house. Maybe a teenager is longing to get away from his or her small town. And, of course, there's always the longing poem of love.
the dark
when i am alone
my heart longs
in the dark
as memory stalks
empty corridors
where love
once danced
Copyright © 2009 by Eryll Oellermann
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