Sadness is drowning me
and it seems that you don’t care.
I tried reaching out for your hand
but you turned your back at me.
Things I would do for you are the
things you would never do for me.
Its always I who loves more, who cares
more, who would do everything for you
yet when I need you, there is no you.

she gave me her nudes
she was bare
and naked
and so out
and open
and i willingly
accepted it
because it wasnt the nudes
that showed her body
the physical aspects
that made her beautiful
it was the words
she didnt choose
and the spontaneity
that left her
either from her lips
or her fingers
or ink

she was as bare
as her nudes
and i accepted
her for her.

pull you close
grab my waist
rest my hands
on your face
kiss you slow
close embrace
lift me up
wearing lace
hands will drift
press and trace
melting with
the sweet taste
love on lips
time to waste
you and i
in this place

s.s

I decided to name my loneliness after you.
Then you'll always be here as if you love me too.

I wish I was in love, so I could write a love poem again.