| A Wiccan Longing | ||||||
| I long for the sensation of trust I long for friendship I long for the eternal ower Which has lived in for generations in my familt I long for the freedom To come into the light Am I longing for too much? I long for your touch again I long for your loving embrace I long to see your caring face I long for your sweet bloody kisses Am I longing for too much? I long for the knowledge Which I set out to seek Down this dark path I retreat In search of freedom And the great Ancient Knowledge Am I longing for too much? I long for a true friendship Someone to confide in I long for a friendship That will never once decrease Am I longing for too much? I long for companionship Of someone of my kind I long for someone to understand This journey in live which I seek Am I longing for too much? I long to reach to those Who know I worship them I long to recieve Just one sign To know they have heard my plea I long to know that When I kneel down I am blessed and loved Am I longing for way too much? |
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