Does anyone care ?
Does anyone hear me out there ?
I’m outside in my underwear
I’m outside unaware
And they point, prod and stare
At the crazy lady
Am I really crazy ?
Maybe
I’ve been feeling strange lately
It’s summer
It’s almost fall
I almost fell
I’m still falling
Calling
Out amongst the trees
If I died, it wouldn’t make a sound
TIMBER
Birds echo in thier language
As me and the dead trees
Both hit the ground.
You came in like a whirlwind
Swept me up and made me your girlfriend
At the walls I built, you were eating
I drowned out all common sense
With the sound of my heart beating
If I ever start to think clear
I’ll realize I really shouldn’t be here
Naked
I’m tired.
Before you I stand
so open I can’t hear for the blood
rushing in my ears, the same blood that fills the air
between us.
It’s not my blood
but it feels like my life
my life pouring out
For you to see all of me and judge
Is my love worthy of your return?
Am I ?
See me in my fear and costly disclosure.
I’m here
I need you to say yes.
Damn it’s really the end
I’ll really never see you again
Never hear your voice and grin
I’ll miss you so much, my friend
I want to be a good memory when you’re grey and old
Lore passed to your grandson based on stories you told
Heat radiating through your body when it’s cold
An unexplained smile that spreads across your face
Fantasy that hits you as you bow your head for grace
Remnants of an essence in a once occupied space
A body you’ve explored
Face you’ve adored
Voice that strikes a carnal chord
A sexual itch you can never quite scratch
Passion with no match
Bated breathe that’s hard to catch
A flashback in your mind while she’s down on her knees
Sensation that travels your body at the moment of release
Echo of orgasmic pleas
A soul that carries a piece of you
Mentor that taught you that thing you do
A tryst that you measure all successors against
A barometer of the best pleasure you’ve experienced
A heaviness in your pants in remembrance of how I fely
A glimpse of heaven. A tiny death.
A catalyst for eruption when you’re by yourself
Warmth that spreads all over your hand
Musings by an old man of our dance
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