Sometimes I'm
tempted, tempted to call him over,
have him hold me in his arms, take away this
lonely feeling,
but then I think of
you, your tender caress, sweet words, warm touch.
So I suffer this
cold loneliness with images of you
running through my
mind and wait for the day I see you
and I wonder, wonder if you suffer, suffer the
same for me,
make sacrifices for
me. I wonder if you keep yourself for me
as I do for you. If you like me or love me, if
you feel the same way I
feel about you. If you patiently wait for the
day when you see me,
if your mind is
filled with thoughts of me . If you think of the day
when our bodies embrace each other and our hands
knot together to make one.
the lovepoet
p.s. listen to Deborah Cox's "Nobody's Supposed To Be Here" while reading. Thanks to Onyeka U. for the title.
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