Evening Melancholy, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Evening MelancholyEvening Melancholy, Edvard Munch (1896)

Evening Melancholy

You can feel what’s in my heart when we kiss
You know I watch ’til you blend with the night
You can tell that it is you that I’ll miss
But can you feel my ache when out of sight

It’s my demand to have you night and day
Absurd as it is, it’s the way I feel
For it is not true that you are my prey
But, yes it’s true your heart I wish to steal

So hungry, you have brought me to my knees
A famished want to wake and see you near
To have you in my sight I’ve made my pleas
But it’s mere moments that you can be here

I have been called insane. Yes, it is true.
But the reason why is because of you

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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