His Desire

Being with him is like being aloneĀ
No one to talk to no one to hold
Seeing him is bitter sweetĀ
Reminiscing of all the great times butĀ
That's all they are memories as treatsĀ
Laying with him desiring his desire
Waiting for an arousalĀ
Laying just waiting for some kind of move some kind of gesture that suggests I want you, I love you
But none
Not even a kiss good night
Not even a warm touch or caress
Not anything but silence and the sound of his breathing, his heart beat, his snoreĀ
Late at night at the darkest hourĀ
I lay in bed wondering why, as I let my heart pour in silent
My eyes bleed the pain my heart cries
But I have to be strong and put all my feelings asideĀ
One day praying that passionĀ
Rekindles that fire
Praying that soon maybe soonĀ
I will once again beĀ
his desire.

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