deep down inside I knew
it was nowhere else to
turn; I'd lost the feel of his
words against the breadth
of me.
into my pillow I'd bury each
drip of saline's onslaught;
as it burrowed its waterfall
in every vessel of my heart.
and...
I'd decolorize into recesses
of self; left to mourn in solitudinous
pain, longing for a touch or
glimpse of masculine beauty.
beauty...
that once awakened every
fiber of my being with just
a slip of syllabic utterings.
which...
I miss, fore, he'd breathe
the epitome of love's need
and want, just by his presence.
now...
I dwindle within as I try in vain
to revive what once use to be
the beginning and end of love.
his words against the breadth of me...
Jun 19, 2012
Jun 19, 2012 at 2:06 AM UTC
deep down inside I knew
it was nowhere else to
turn; I'd lost the feel of his
words against the breadth
of me.
into my pillow I'd bury each
drip of saline's onslaught;
as it burrowed its waterfall
in every vessel of my heart.
and...
I'd decolorize into recesses
of self; left to mourn in solitudinous
pain, longing for a touch or
glimpse of masculine beauty.
beauty...
that once awakened every
fiber of my being with just
a slip of syllabic utterings.
which...
I miss, fore, he'd breathe
the epitome of love's need
and want, just by his presence.
now...
I dwindle within as I try in vain
to revive what once use to be
the beginning and end of love.
his words against the breadth of me...