06 March 2011

archives of poetry- poem eight

i am
in search of
a beautiful person
at heart
who will take me as i am-
dream my dreams.
hold my hand.

(not a lover)
(not a husband)
(not an admirer)

i need
someone to talk to
to cry with
to hold me forever-
a soul mate.
a friend.
a keeper of secrets.

my heart is slowly dying.
my soul is burning out.

reply quickly
before it is too late.

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