Hiraeth! My dear

The state of my heart
In ineffable when we are apart.
I perish on the inexpressible
Sehnsucht that makes me cripple.
The saudade pains that weight.
Served misery on life's plate.
  Hiraeth! My dear
 Is death near?
 Hiraeth! My dear
 I shall not fear.
Stones that pave my path
Jagged and bleed of aftermath.
Homeless without my heart's desire.
Lost to the Black Sun's fire.
From the face of earth; clipped.
Lost and from life; stripped.
 Hiraeth! My dear
 Is Death near?
Sehnsucht is loneliness undefinable.
Mourn; saudade pain undeniable.
Hiraeth is my ineffable feelings.
Wordless heart in search of healings.
That can only mend with you,
No other will ever do.
 Hiraeth! My dear
 I need you here.
© Jerry Langdon 2017