LONELY

LONELY

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

I LOVE THE SOUND OF YOUR NASALLY WHISTLING BREATHS AS YOU LAY NEXT TO ME WITH A COLD ON A RANDOM WARM EVENING AND I CAN PICTURE HOW COARSE YOUR FOREARM HAIR IS IN COMPARISON TO MINE WHEN THEY TOUCH AND I CAN IMAGINE ALL OF THIS YET YOU DON'T EXIST AND THIS MAKE-BELIEVE PERSON SLEEPING NEXT TO ME IS JUST PROOF OF MY SINGULAR DESIRE FOR ANOTHER PAIR OF DRY HANDS TO HOLD

© 2014 Emmy J.M. Powell


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Emmy J.M. Powell
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