Sunday, October 9, 2011

frustrated

 I am writhing solo
an unreasonable creature
desiring the unattainable.
the restless night calls
and you're next to me
untouchable 
unbotherable
so so so 
still

you have every reason in the entire world
to sleep so very still;
your face content, 
your warmth inviting.
unfortunately
I want more
 than just your arms

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