Soul wanders
through the darkness
searching for your light.
It floats blind and lost
searching behind
the stars each night.
Heat remembered
frustrates and
fuels the fire.
Full moon rises
sparking rebellion,
tears and desire.
I want! I want!
soul screams out
to the empty night.
Its over. It’s over.
Must be accepted
by each daylight.
Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie 
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A very heartfelt poem with beautiful imagery.
Remember, you are strong yourself.
Miriam
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Thank you Miriam…
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B’ful.. ❤️
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Thank you!
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It hurts for a long time and then slowly our energy releases the pain and hold and it transforms into something else. Beautifully written. ❤
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Thank you for taking time to comment and for your thoughtful, encouraging comments.
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Beautiful.
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Thank you…
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A wise healer once told me after a break up: “Focus on yourself.” And only the passing of Time helps shift that focus…
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So true. Thank you for visiting and commenting.
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