This Belief Of Coming And Going

since i have not
found true love
since i have not
tasted the perfect
flavor of the kiss

i wish that death
comes earlier and
i promise myself that
i will be back again
in another body

searching for the
soul mate
that perfect kiss
that love that sends
me to the
perfection of my
being

and when this happens
i shall wish death again
with another promise
that i will never be
back
in this human form
again

for i am tired of
this pain
i am tired of this
longing
this imperfection that
makes me
want and crave
for more

this eternal damnation
of dissatisfaction

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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