My heart has been wounded,no solace in sight.No arms offer comfort.Nor ears hear my plight.No eyes see my discomfort.No heart touched by my pain.Profoundly alone.Steadily going insane.Lips mouthing voices.Ears hearing whispers and screams.Or is that the sound,of shattered dreams?Lungs struggle to breathe.Mind barely aware.If I died tomorrow,would anyone really care?
January 17th, Dear Diary,I've had to let Darcy go.As much as I hate it, I wasn't getting any better with her. I could tell she resented me for the pain I caused. I deserved all of it, of course. But I couldn't take the thought of keeping her caged in unhappiness when she deserved to be someone's one and only. To be someone's dearest love and not just my "second choice." After I succumbed to my foolish weaknesses, our re...
Have you ever had a connectionNo matter how brief or how longThat just slipped away Was it in real life or hereDoes it really matterIf your heart hurts all the same Sometimes I think about that brief glanceThe curl of her lipsThe softness of her touch Or something deeperA shared kiss, a passionate moanThen the spell is broken How does this happenWhy do we let it happenDid we misunderstand each other after all that Most of...
Little light across the way,I wonder what you have to say.Like a beacon in the night,it guides my eyes towards the light.And if I peer to yonder glow,what new things am I to know?I search across the darkened fieldand wait to see what it may yield.To see a shape or shadow therecauses me to halt and stare.It dances there for me to seeand builds my mind's own fantasy.I know its fruits are out of reach,and right from wrong my...
Across the bed the two bodies sprawled, each covered with a glow of sweet sweat. His leg was atop hers while her hand softly stroked his cheek. The sunlight came through the window; blinds casting contour shadows across the curves of their bodies. Bedding was strewn on and off of the bed and the sweet scent of sexual musk was heavy.“Water, love?” he asked.“Yes, but only if you don’t have to move.”“Well that’s not going to...
It’s been another long week, and I’m looking forward to you being home with me so much tonight. Our schedules are usually opposites, and we don’t get to see each other as much as we would like to. Tonight, though. Tonight is the one night in this whole week that we’re going to get to spend together. I’m off from work, and so are you.My anticipation for you to be home from work has reached into levels of palpable tension....
The touch ofWhispers in your earGently spokenRaising hairs The caress ofFingers against your cheekSilently caressingStirring passion The pressure ofTongue against your lipsInsistent cravingsKindling hunger And yet, Waiting for theReturn to ardent armsSo willing to embraceIntimately close Hungering for theScent of their essenceEnveloping within hiddenConfined space Begging for any touchOf sustenanceKeeping harmony in check...
As I sit here naked on our bed Feeling the tears begin to fall Wondering how long since you touched me It's so hard to even recall How did we get to this position At what point did we lose our way Why is it you no longer want me Why are you pushing me away You have made me feel so unwanted Needing your touch is not a crime You once made me feel so beautiful I want back our own special time I miss both your kisses and care...
Sitting alone in the booth, Mickey was having lunch and reading the newspaper. Mickey was a quiet man, well read and confident in himself. He owned a small but profitable company. You could say that Mickey met life on his own terms. He owned a home and lived comfortably.It was hard to say that Mickey had a routine, but he did enjoy his lunchtime, sitting quietly and reading. He was keen on politics and world events. He he...
Stolen kisses beneath the OakA flash of a breast in the moonlightTentative touches under the cover of darknessMuted pleasures as we veil ourselves in the forestAphrodite-like perfection masquerading as ArtemisSummer longing turns to Autumn lustWinter’s icy kiss becomes the whispered vows of SpringLibation to Apollo as we unite in a field in full bloomPlaying joyful songs as my bride dances in the meadowAnd we lay beneath...
If things were different,I would be on that plane,Flying halfway around the world. If things were different,I would find a way,To live in that cabin in the woods.If things were different,I would spend every night,Wrapped in your arms.If things were different,I would wear my collar with pride,For the world to know I'm yours.If things were different,I would shout from the rooftop,Declaring my love for you.If things were dif...
My body achesScreaming insideSearching for that missing thingA human touchThat feel of a woman's handTouching my manly skinContact from anotherUpon this lonely soulI've searched for so longIn hope of finding someoneWho'll look upon meWith eyes of true sincerityNot see the disabilityThat I hide with such shameOr the lack of self-confidenceIn my daily struggle to surviveI want what others haveSomeone in this life I liveTo h...
I walk alone alongThe sandy moonlit shoreWishing, dreamingLonging for something more The full moonShines brightly aboveAlmost mocking meHere without my love Always so farSeemingly forever apartFrom the wonderful manWho holds my heart Listening to the wavesCrashing against the rocks belowI wonder, will I everGet the chance to know? What it feels likeTo be within his armsAs he holds meSheltering me from harm As he loves meS...
I wish I'd never met you,I wish you weren't still here. I wish I didn't have these thoughts,I wish you'd disappear.I try to toughen up,And pretend like I don't care.But the truth is, I still think of you,In my mind, you're always there.How do I go on like this? Wondering like I do, Do you think of me at all? Do you miss me, as much as I miss you? My body still reacts,In a salacious and filthy way. And I find my hands roam...
Dear Diary, We are beginning to talk less and less now, it seems. My heart still yearns for his attention and I still find myself wishing things were different. My thoughts still gravitate towards him and they flood my mind every time I get a moment alone. I still continue to dream of him at night but recently my dreams have become more of nightmares where he is involved. I have also begun to notice that I can be more eas...
