Just Presence
JUST PRESENCE
just feeling confused, hallow inside, and felt like crying.
just really don’t know, can not explain what I really enduring
just longing, longing for something… longing for something…
just want to have somebody to share what I really feel
at this moment
just to have someone to lean on, someone I could feel: PRESENCE!
just somebody who could share PRESENCE with me
ah, that’s the most thing I needed, I realized… a PRESENCE!
of a friend, of a company
of someone whom I could share my thoughts
of someone who have time to listen
of someone who pays attention when I talk
of someone who could share with my jokes
of someone whom I could ask some suggestions
of someone I could share my secrets, my fears, my worries, my weaknesses and my limitations
of someone who understand that crying is not bad and is willing to offer armful embrace
of someone who share my joys, my unforgettable experiences,
all the happenings that I encountered
of being a mother, a wife, a housekeeper, a lover, an artist
of someone I could commune my feminity
and could feel the innermost me
of someone who does not only touch my vulnerability
but enjoin with me
the joy of humanity, dancing intimate unity
just how much I long to have that PRESENCE
that precious PRESENCE you always deny to me
the same PRESENCE where other could offer but I refuse…
BECAUSE I WANT YOUR PRESENCE MORE THAN THE OTHER
just feeling confused, hallow inside, and felt like crying.
just really don’t know, can not explain what I really enduring
just longing, longing for something… longing for something…
just want to have somebody to share what I really feel
at this moment
just to have someone to lean on, someone I could feel: PRESENCE!
just somebody who could share PRESENCE with me
ah, that’s the most thing I needed, I realized… a PRESENCE!
of a friend, of a company
of someone whom I could share my thoughts
of someone who have time to listen
of someone who pays attention when I talk
of someone who could share with my jokes
of someone whom I could ask some suggestions
of someone I could share my secrets, my fears, my worries, my weaknesses and my limitations
of someone who understand that crying is not bad and is willing to offer armful embrace
of someone who share my joys, my unforgettable experiences,
all the happenings that I encountered
of being a mother, a wife, a housekeeper, a lover, an artist
of someone I could commune my feminity
and could feel the innermost me
of someone who does not only touch my vulnerability
but enjoin with me
the joy of humanity, dancing intimate unity
just how much I long to have that PRESENCE
that precious PRESENCE you always deny to me
the same PRESENCE where other could offer but I refuse…
BECAUSE I WANT YOUR PRESENCE MORE THAN THE OTHER
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