Lonely and in the dark of night,
Void of comfort, security and full of fright,
I carry my weight of loss and wanting you.
With open wounds undressed and exposed to view.
With warmth and passion,
I turn to you.
Looking for trust and compassion,
My obscure river of feelings
Are there to become known.
In its tide of affluence...
Will you wade or swim
Or wait for it to reciede
Enter in, for I need.
Although wanting to be concerned for your.....
Safety,
In silence,
In condolence of deep silence.
Controling the need to relinquish silence...
For inside crying makes no dismal noise.
You understand my poverty,
Without quection respond by being the one who...
Catches all my tears...
Howard Johnson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-25/
