Solitude

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There are times I want to kiss your chest!
Times I want to wrap my fingers around your thumb,
Times I want to play with your nose,
Times I want to call you my love,
Then I remember you are an illusion.

There are times I want to sing,
Times I want to dance,
Times I want to play,
Times I want to hear you laugh,
Then I remember you are a dream.

There are times I feel your touch,
Times my nipples crave your touch,
Times my lips miss yours,
Then I remember, we never have touched.

There are times I pray,
That I may get to see you,
Feel those things the body craves,
Such times I curse solitude,
And blame my dreams.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Lover says:

    I love the illusion of having a lover, but reality has something else.

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    1. Junglegarl says:

      Well.. reality teaches you to embrace these things on your own before presenting the ideal person.

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