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Incomplete
Incomplete
What is it that you
would like to know,
that to the world
I have not told?
Is there something
you would like to see,
that I have not
already shown?
There are many who thought
they knew what you seek,
who assumed that many years,
meant they knew all about me.
I am so, so much more
than pretty nails and hair,
more than my generous curves
or my savoir-faire,
my old school eccentricities
or attitude of devil may care.
The reality is… I am injured
and my wound is deep,
I am lost in a world
that just does not see.
I have moments when
the fear is overwhelming
yet no one knows
and I am not telling.
I am missing the other half of me,
that one special soul
who would make me complete,
the one God has made with care
to share my life with,
to always be there.
I Yearn for little things,
things I do not have;
to feel alive without
being told I… already am.
So where are you love,
the one person I should have?
Where are you hiding?
I await, with outstretched hands…
Gypsy Red
What is it that you
would like to know,
that to the world
I have not told?
Is there something
you would like to see,
that I have not
already shown?
There are many who thought
they knew what you seek,
who assumed that many years,
meant they knew all about me.
I am so, so much more
than pretty nails and hair,
more than my generous curves
or my savoir-faire,
my old school eccentricities
or attitude of devil may care.
The reality is… I am injured
and my wound is deep,
I am lost in a world
that just does not see.
I have moments when
the fear is overwhelming
yet no one knows
and I am not telling.
I am missing the other half of me,
that one special soul
who would make me complete,
the one God has made with care
to share my life with,
to always be there.
I Yearn for little things,
things I do not have;
to feel alive without
being told I… already am.
So where are you love,
the one person I should have?
Where are you hiding?
I await, with outstretched hands…
Gypsy Red
Published 19th Nov 2012
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19th Nov 2012 10:28pm
20th Nov 2012 00:13am
Anonymous
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19th Nov 2012 10:34pm
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20th Nov 2012 00:15am
Thank you, thank you I am glad you like this piece Magda your opinion is important and always welcome.
Red
Red
19th Nov 2012 10:52pm
Incomplete? More a dollop of whipped cream to go atop your decadent dessert :)
20th Nov 2012 00:16am
Whipped cream hmmm..... where do you want it? hahaha Thanks Ken love the comment. ;P
Red
Red
19th Nov 2012 11:52pm
The start of this reminds me of Sting's "Epilogue (Nothing 'Bout Me)". Then it turns into a plea, much like Queen's "Somebody To Love".
As with your other writes, this is moving.
As with your other writes, this is moving.
20th Nov 2012 00:17am
Anonymous
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20th Nov 2012 1:28am
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20th Nov 2012 2:17am
Anonymous
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20th Nov 2012 9:06am
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20th Nov 2012 11:25am
Anonymous
20th Nov 2012 10:55am
Flowing and poignant ...
20th Nov 2012 11:25am
Anonymous
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20th Nov 2012 11:42am
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20th Nov 2012 1:59pm
Gabriel, bello! How I have missed your great comments, thank you I am so happy you like my piece!
Red
Red
Very nicely written piece from the heart. Moving with honest yearning --something that is hard to do without sounding trite. Well done. A poignant read. Thank you for sharing it with us.
20th Nov 2012 7:04pm
Thank you very much Mr. J I am pleased with the turn out, I appreciate your comment.
Red
Red
26th Sep 2013 2:22am