7:54pm
January 30, 2003

Yearning

I really need to see you soon,
to kiss your lips beneath the moon.

I'm tired of crying for your embrace,
tired of yearning to see your face.

What can I do to bring you back?
Which words can make you see the fact

that life is empty and cruel to me
if you're not here to set me free,

to lift my wings in flights of ecstasy,
and cover my body in protective fancy?

Where can I turn to in this void so dull
and who can save me from mine own faults,

when only you could see through me
and only you truly loved me?

Copyright �2004 Surey Rodr�guez