I Am Longing

I am longing.
Here in the dark,
Here upon my bed,
Among twisted sheets
I curl up with my pillow
Thinking. Wanting. 

I am longing.
The memory of your touch
Of your whisper in my ear
Of your sweet fragence 
Of your body next to mine
I can not escape. 

I am longing
For another moment
Another dream
So that I can refuse
To wake up.
To stay, to hold you forever
I am longing

Here in the dark
Here on my bed
Upon twisted sheets
In the coolness of this night
My Muse, My Mistess Muse
I am longing.

One response to this post.

  1. Posted by Colleen on June 28, 2011 at 5:25 am

    The longing eats one…the tossing…the turning.

    Collin dear, you captured the ache beautifully.

    Thank you, love.

    Reply

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