Thursday, January 20, 2011


Dear love,
My head aches with missing you.
(Or is that really possible?)
My lips ache for kissing you;
I ache just to be held.
My hands, they ache to be in yours,
my eyes ache for your eyes.
My ears ache with a strained ache just to hear your low strong voice.
I ache to feel your arms around my frail me:
I ache.
And my heart aches to think these aches are also aches of yours.

1 comment:

  1. nice job on the poem! I am impressed. Poems are so hard for me thus I very much admire those who have the talent to write them.
    Also is that a pic of Christina Ricci?