All this wanting and needing, crackling
a burning that neither reeks or scorches
and a sting that cannot be touched nor
can its soreness be soothed; either way.
All this day can bring is a slightest chance
to try again, but a sliver of just one more
moment where eyes again could meet.
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The most beautiful poem you have written Bravo!
Thanks Schiz. Appreciate your kindness and words.