Yearning for Love
written by: Brittany Benko
I walk through the silence of empty rooms,
fingertips tracing the edges of absence,
listening for a voice that calls my name
like it means something.
The sky folds itself into another evening,
soft with promises it never keeps,
and I wonder if love is just a language
I was never taught to speak.
I watch the world pair off,
hands finding hands,
laughter curling into the air like smoke,
while I stand here—
palms open, waiting
for someone to hold them.
Maybe I am made of too much silence,
or maybe my heart is a door
no one has thought to knock on.
Still, I dream of a warmth
that does not fade with morning,
a touch that does not vanish in the dark,
a love that stays,
without needing to be asked.
Brittany is a self-published poet, Hubpages/Medium writer, special needs mother and teacher assistant in a Pre-K classroom.
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