I want to hold you so near

That we become only one,

But something has come between:

A feeling of unloved fear

That you’d like to ignore, shun;

Blind thoughts of what might have been.


Our relationship’s futile,

Because we lack a good chance

Of making it permanent:

Love need not mean denial

Of ourselves, but can enhance

Ev’rything, to each, we’ve meant.


(written in 1977)

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And to give my blog pages something lighter, I'm sharing some of my personal photographs, too.
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