Monthly Archives: August 2015

The Thirst

I’m the junkie, twitching for his next fix.  I’m the drunkard, looking for his next drink.  I’m the infant, crying for his mother’s breast. I’m the lover, yearning for the touch of your skin. The need in me to spew … Continue reading

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Rain On the Roof

I’m in that warm, soft, sweet spot between wake and sleep.  I’m drifting, weightless.  I hear the soft pattering of rain on the roof.   I can hear your breathing, softly, beside me. I want to stay in this limbo, drifting, … Continue reading

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“Goodnight Love”

My mind and body are looking for solace.  I lie on those crisp white sheets.   My mind drifts to thoughts of you and I smile. You are never far from my thoughts.  Your whispers of love on the phone are … Continue reading

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