Emotional Storm
"The want of you is like no other thing;
It smites my soul with sudden sickening;
It binds my being with a wreath of rue--
This want of you.
It flashes on me with the waking sun;
It creeps upon me when the day is done;
It hammers at my heart the long night through--
This want of you.
It sighs within me with the misting skies;
Oh, all the day within my heart it cries,
Old as your absence, yet each moment new--
This want of you.
Mad with demand and aching with despair,
It leaps within my heart and you are--where?
God has forgotten, or he never knew--
This want of you.
Ivan Leonard Wright
Uploaded on May 16, 2007