slipping down…

I’m working on a few short stories but none of them are ready to be posted. So here’s some poetry instead. I’ll be posting poems from time to time. I’ll try and keep it to a minimum. My poetry tends to be a bit on the emo side, lol.

slipping…
slipping…
slipping down into fantasies again
the dark circles around my eyes
tell my secret
they tell of many nights
where i rest but don’t sleep
no, i don’t sleep
i only rest
because the moment my eyes close
i am tortured by your caress
or at least
where your caress should be
would be
could be
if only….
the memory of a dream
of your hand
and the trail of awakened nerves
where it had been
sweet torture
such lovely pain
i welcome it each night
instead of sleep
i rest…again

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