Oh! How I long for thee
For thy unknown caress
Thy warmth
one with my own.
To share a caring
with one
Is like gold
and yet
to some
it is withheld
The pain
love
can cause
The torment
of withheld love
is like an eternal Hades
To long for
yet
to be unknown
un-experienced
The infinite longing
will soon …
be ended.
Published under the original title of “On Unrequited Love” in the Spring ’83 issue of Metanoia, Montgomery High School’s creative writing magazine.