Be still my heart, craving a hunger, not able to feed. <br />For the time is not at hand, too feast upon those <br />thirsting lips, pulsating towards anothers, warm embrace. <br /> <br />Calling to a love, that will never be <br />Nor to fill desires, within my heart's tempoing chest. <br />Beating now, it cries for love to keep it alive. <br /> <br />Be still, ner beat my heart again! <br />For its hunger for love, shall never be filled. <br />Sleep oh heart, dream no more, my plate empty <br />of the love you wish for, not.<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/craving-heart-2/
