Lightning strikes within the sky.
A chime to let you know I cry.
For simple reasons on my list.
Too long it's been since I've been kissed.

The ecstasy I strive to find,
Is lost in doubt, and left behind.
For someone in my distant past.
Has hurt me so the chains been cast.

And so I fight captivity
Of my own minds' civility
My heart craves love for it to prove,
But still doubt halts my every move.

For now my prison I shall weep,
Till love unchains my soul to keep.
Now I doubt but we shall see,
When someone comes to rescue me.

A lovely write on the sadness you're still feeling.

I retired last year and find letting go of the past a real challenge sometimes, so when I start to feel sad, regretful, or angry I remind myself that I have to break those chains and that, in the end, my past is "dust in the wind" and that I've got to move forward so I can enjoy the rest of my life. It's not easy, though, and thanks for sharing your poem with us.

A chime to let you know I cry.
For simple reasons on my list.
Too long it's been since I've been kissed

^know what you mean last time I was kissed I cried out to, in ecstacy...lmao

seriously, yearning is nothing less than a teardrop that has yet to fall, and you penned it nicely....

with lightening is the hope of release.
a quiet need from a powerful source.....
you have captured this intensely for me, thank you.

nicely expressed