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Second Summer

"Are you still where we were?"

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Once softly whispered
beautiful words
Drift under grey clouds.

Now rarely whispered,
Rarely heard,
Love barely touched.

Yesteryear I felt you near. 
Today, far away. 
Where did you go?

Am I in your dreams?
Dreamtime brings you near to me
In my dreams it's me you love. .

Sleeplessness stealths,
a blink and you're lost. 
We won't be meeting tonight.

The laughter is almost gone. 
The jokes are on us. 
Where did the fun go?

Where are those whispers now?
Those kisses that made me burn?
The thrill of your touch on my skin?

The blazing fire between us;
Fuelled the desire to use me. 
You used me as your toy.

Do you think about the light bruises
you took pleasure in giving me?
You loved me too hard sometimes. 

Oh how I love being yours. 
Do I still live in that place?
Buried in your consciousness. 

Perhaps you think of me
from time to time
when wearing your other face.

I need you to come home now.
Winter was not long enough. 
Summer takes you away from me. 

Please don't forget me
while lost in your other fun. 
Meet me often in our dreams.

Once happy laughter,
Beautiful memories
Might drift atop fluffy clouds.

And I miss you so much. 

© Trinket 2013-2015

Any resemblance to people, places or characters are coincidental.

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Comments

Very poignant
Another beautiful poem for your collection.
This one flows almost like a quiet sad song to me, the kind of tune I love listening to on dark winter nights .....and I mean that as a big compliment, Lisa. And the line "Perhaps you think of me
from time to time
when wearing your other face." just sends chills through me.It's something many of us can identify with.Beautiful work as always
Once AGAIN lured shamelessly to a Trinket offering by a totally mendacious "sprout" tag, I find myself entranced by the poem's lyrical beauty and poignant message.....
Very nice I loved it.
Another beautiful poem, love it
I greatly envy your talent and mind.
Beautiful Poem... 5+
Excellent poem! So beautiful.
You are on a role now Your poems always are conveyed fluently mixed with elegance. Great job again...
I loved this! So many good lines!
Your words, your thoughts bore deep into my heart and soul and are the reason I love a woman I have never meet . Great job sweet friend , great job!!
You are such a sweetheart Rick. Thank you ?
Wistful and moving -- but "sprout"?
Shhh I loathe sprouts. It's a joke ?