He doesn’t listen

February 16, 2020February 16, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 32 Comments

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He doesn’t listen
and seems not to care.
Or is he just clueless
perhaps unaware?

I stomp my feet
I get so mad.
I think he likes it
when I’m sad.

This pattern of life
is frustrating as hell.
I just wanna shake him
and break the spell!

Surely he hears me
as he sits in his chair,
resembling a zombie
with a half-baked stare.

Do I have to dance naked,
would that bring him out?
If you knew him
even you would doubt.

He just doesn’t see me
and I’m always right here.
Being invisible
is what I most fear.

Tell me please,
what shall I do?
I’m being dismissed
like a worn out shoe.

I bet every woman
has faced this kind of day.
We should all just vow,
to go our own way.

Maybe we’d all get noticed
if their beds turned cold.
Weeks without sex,
would surely get old.

Don’t worry though, I’m fine!
Cause I just don’t even care.
I’ll wait and see how he likes it
when I stop washing his dirty underwear!

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Daydreaming…

February 15, 2020February 15, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 24 Comments

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I felt your lips
press against mine.
They were gentle, hesitant
and your body was shaking.

But as soon as you felt
my body respond with vigor,
there was nothing holding you back.
Your kisses became wild and frantic.
I felt your urgency and need.

And my only thought
was that I wanted more,
as you began devouring
every last bit of me.

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He’s like the wind…

February 14, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 17 Comments

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There
Then gone
Back again
Then gone again
The cycle never ends
I can’t catch him
Keep him
Make him stay
He’s like the wind
Through outstretched arms
I come back empty
Every time

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Those were the days…

February 7, 2020February 7, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 22 Comments

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I see each one
Smiling in the doorway
Fragments of memories
Years long past

Youthful and handsome
Lively and loving
Naive and adventurous
Those were the days

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In the still of the night

February 6, 2020February 6, 2020 ~ ~M ~ 16 Comments

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In the still of the night
he came to me.
Kneeling beside me,
I could feel his feathery touch.
He was memorizing my features,
hoping I wouldn’t wake.
I was only pretending to be asleep,
enjoying the feel of his hand.
Desperately wanting to reach out,
but not daring to ruin the moment.
And I wondered about all he was thinking,
as he traced every crease on my face.
I wanted to open my eyes and smile,
as he placed warm kisses on my cheeks.
But I dared not even open one eye,
for I knew he’d then be gone.