Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2020
You that physical thrill?
That I seek when lonely.
That release of comfort to soothe my soul.

You come and give.
Then go.
I know I'm not the only one seeking not to be alone.

What you give to me?
I am giving to you.
I guess we friends with benefits.
With no feelings of regrets.

Now, if you falling in love.
Than that where you wrong?
You just my physical thrill for the moment.
And after the job requirement must go back home.

Claim not like others I am using you.
For when you think about it?
You using me too.
jeffrey conyers
Written by
jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
46
   Sparrow
Please log in to view and add comments on poems