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the poetry of dr zen

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

The possibility of love

I need release
I need my heart to stop beating
I crave your touch
because your touch was fleeting

Do you believe
in the possibility of love
that's lasting
it seems
it dies and all
that's left is pretending

I need a kiss
remind me that I am living
a moment's bliss but
life is unremitting

Have you ever
loved and lost your mind
I have
it was fine

It's like a melody
you heard and then forgot it
but feel it sometimes
lost on a wind
blows up from nowhere
once recognised
it's gone.