Thoughts of Narcisa – A poem…

Thoughts of Narcisa©

(A poem written just before I met my wife years ago.)

by Eric Lenard Woods

Inside me lies emptiness…
A void of width and breadth of infinite dimension
No tangible means of filling this void
All so far have failed to cure this disease
This gnawing, aching within me

For inside me lies emptiness…
This cavity in my heart, my soul
What I desire or rather require is not easily obtained
It cannot be felt by one of the senses alone
Only sight, smell, touch, taste, and hearing in symphony

But still, inside me lies emptiness…
Felt only through the body to enlighten the soul
Without this I am not whole, but a sliver, a fraction
Unable to reach full potential
Out there exists a woman

Do you know that inside me lies emptiness…
A woman who not only removes the pain
One that does not only see the surface symptoms
But will fill this void with what she can, she will
For not only is there a void

Inside me lies more than emptiness…
Not only do I need assistance
I can provide as well as receive
Love unequaled, warmth immeasurable, passion sincere
Words could never describe

I could fill her emptiness…
Hearts exposed, souls mended, fears removed
Bliss eternally, misery nonexistent
All left would be joy
There is such a woman, and I will find

Emptiness will only be in the thoughts of the past.