Do you know how I ache, with you lying beside me? Do you know how I ache, without you here beside me? Your breath Last breath Slowing Exhaled Sinking into the warmth of the night To rise into the sterile morning Flesh against flesh Flesh now cooling Your feet Weeping As you run into your …
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Dede
My lady, my ephemeral voice from the phone, first heard over wires not connected to walls or was that the acid you suggested had probably been a bad idea? “Drugs are bad, sweetie, unless you got the good shit.” My princess, my voice of reason through drunken haze, the payphone on a Friday night; the …
SIXTEEN HOURS
His joy-filled smile: the afternoon sun His gentle laugh: the lake’s waves His attentive eyes: the evening breeze My flitting thoughts: dragonfly over the water He is genteel and genuine I want to genuflect I want to hold this time that has vanished in galleries of barely stifled laughter, irreverent intellectualism and bawdy beautiful Yet …
Eight years gone
My dearest Squish; Eight fucking years. Hell, baby, I thought I wasn’t going to get to 8 hours, 8 days, 8 weeks without you. I know you come around sometimes. Thanks. It does keep me going at times, when I need that little reminder that it wasn’t all in my head, and what we had …
As always, the 3rd is for hate
I hear you there in the dark spaces, screaming of what you would do if let out of the carefully compartmentalized corners I have placed you in. You raged loose at the world threatening that if you could not have all things beautiful than no one could, oh the hateful things I have heard you …
Denouement
They lie you know, when they say time heals all. Time can make it a bit easier, but some wounds are always like an abscess of the soul that can never be properly drained and cleaned and healed. There are days where things are a blur I don’t bother to focus on. But the sounds …
A Voice to Love & Doubt
Can I not try again? And again, and again if needs be! My Love lies dead on a shelf, the ashes of Once Was. Once Was is not the story of Right NOW. And my Love loved freely, secure in our love for each, to carry us past this life and into one where there …
A Joy Like Yours
he says JOY is the core state he wants in life a conscious intention since he was 19, with JOY being the conviction that all will be well. To me JOY is a state of ecstasy. Contentment is the core I struggle for, and JOY the reward. This quest for someone, who’s demons play well …
The Monster
The fuzzy little monstrosity above is the puppeh on the second day of being in my life. The puppeh like most children came into being because my late love got me very drunk whilst watching Bolt, and when I was an emotional sobbing heap (I cry easily during Pixar and Disney crap) planted the suggestion …
Psychoterrierpy 