The following poem was inspired by a comment I read on Sapphire-nights blog earlier today. Ta.

Cold, no feeling
numb, unsacred
lost, deserted
darkness, lonely
where are you?
patient, waiting
cant find you
weak, dying
dont want to
fight struggle
strength gaining
power surges
I feel you
close by you
you distant, wont hear me
men are slime
so she says
smile near me
i need you
heart pounding
new yearning
sun shining
new begining.

c. andrew bedell