Nobody comes here anymore

memories of a lost love

NOBODY COMES HERE ANYMORE

Distant memories, so long it has been,

Still that deep and burning desire for him,

One lonely heartbeat, quells the night,

Longing and restless, till morning light,

But, he doesn’t come here, anymore.

 

Dreams of the past, start a fire below,

The passion and needing, that only she knows,

Her body yearns for the pleasures missed,

And craves the heat of a lovers kiss,

But, he doesn’t come here, anymore.

 

Lying alone, she remembers when,

She senses her lover, with her again,

She feels his hands, touch her soft skin,

And longs for his powerful release within,

But, he doesn’t come here, anymore.

 

She gives in to her need, gently caresses her thighs,

And feels her warmth, as tears fill her eyes,

Her memory is vivid, and he’s here to please,

The trembling crescendo, and pleasured release,

But, he doesn't come here, anymore.

Reviews

[Dessi]

This entire poesy is my experience with "him"
I've missed him and I've caressed me but it's not the same.

[Dessi]

Oh My Gosh. This reminds me how I lusted for "him"...
Of course there is never a meeting but the fantasy is real, very real.
Your initial profile, Trace, I see it's you, now.
I can tell.
There is nothing wrong with Lust Filled fan writings.

[Trace]

Nothing wrong at all.
Thank you for reading and commenting on this piece.

Trace