You see me,pressed into the wall,and dust off my cobwebs.I am starvingand you feed me. You moisten my dry lips,and soothe my parched tongue.Touches awaken sleeping nipples, fanning the hidden flames within. Your body fills my empty spaces,squeezing out loneliness.Your searing cock meltsthe ice...
loneliness
My teen yearsWho am I? I am scared to share my feelings. I feel less than. I am often sad.If I bring home a "B" from school, I am punished. If I falter in one of my chores, I am punished....
Dark Brown Coffee And Yellow Dogs
"A lonely single finds love"
I passed the morning I turned thirty-six in the same way as I passed every day. I woke up, showered and dressed before having a cup of dark brown coffee (I like it black with three drops of milk) and two slices...
A Day In The Life Of – Margaret Prothero
"What if you were – Margaret Prothero?"
The darkness slowly claws its way through the chilling streets and drags the inevitable dawn behind it. Houses are still and silent. Starlight peppers the streets and lanes but leaves the darkest corners untouched. Oppressive clouds breathe heavily onto the village.Everyone...
The monster of lonelinessThat lived in my bedroomHas been banished.Warm and full is my bed As my love comes to visit. Warm and full are my thoughts As I feel your skin rest against mine.As my fingers, dance and caress Your sensitive places, building your pleasure,Taking...
Broken Sonnets for a Departed Lover – II
"You're never more alone than when you're in a crowd"
Standing on the bus, I finding myself weepingWithout control. Solicitous old ladies, leapingShakily to their feet, offer me their seats,Along with tissues and mints, as the streetsBlur past through rain smeared windows.I feel like one of those scary weirdosI used...
Broken Sonnets for a Departed Lover – III
"Why can't I just forget?"
My phone mocks me; shiny screen blank,Exuding smug silence. I deleted your numberIn a rare moment of honest frankAcceptance; an attempt to disencumberMy life of your memory. Fuck you;And fuck your pathetic needTo call me every day, as if you...
The Bluebirds in My Heart
"How the bluebirds came to roost"
There's a bluebird in my heart thatWants to get out, But I'm too tough for him,I say, stay in there, I'm not goingTo let anybody seeYou- Charles Bukowski - When loneliness became a part of meIn such a way that others could not...