Am I?

 

    

Desire and delight entwined in my mind…

Am I soft, silky, comfortable curves?

Am I slow, languorous, tactile, fulfilling?

 

Quick, shallow, gasping breaths…

Am I passionate, considerate, hopeful?

Am I your flower, opening at your touch?

 

Clutching you tight, nails raking your back, calling to God…

Am I flushed, full, mindless in your touch?

Am I looking in your eyes during the swell?

 

You say goodbye, long after the door closes…

Am I waiting for a call, staring at the phone, pleading?

Am I sitting by myself, waiting, heedless of the time?

 

The stillness is too much, as my heart aches…

Am I staring out the window, counting blue cars?

Am I looking at my cell, checking for the dial tone at home?

 

Your eyes brighten mine finally, when the storm is passed…

Am I taking you in my arms, forgiveness flowing?

Am I surrendering to your touch, despite the doubts?

 

The inevitable occurs…

Am I fighting back tears as the door closes again?

Am I curled tightly into myself as the loneliness sets in?

 

I can’t take it anymore, when it’s finally too much to bear…

Am I suffering through your silence?

Am I falling into abyss?

 

I can finally open my eyes with out the swell of tears…

Am I realizing that your comfort was always temporary?

Am I understanding the world I built around us wasn’t real?

 

I look at you and comprehend the folly…

Am I ready to walk out into the world?

Am I ready to seek something true?

Am I?    

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[Treasure]

Things that make us go hmm? :-)
The questions that we ask when things are only temporary. I think somewhere deep down we know sometimes, we just hope against hope that it will one day be different.
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