And yet I feel nothing
but loneliness over you.
And I wait
for you to come to your senses.
And I sit…
hoping you will see me.
Here, I can’t even feel your breath.
I’m tired of waiting for a kiss
that will never come again.
I want you
and you look away,
glancing in every direction but mine.
I look into the depths of your eyes and I am lost…
floating in a Sea of you.
Picturing all of the positions we will never explore.
And I can’t stop thinking of you,
breathing you in,
feeling you underneath me
making me feel alive.
Teasing me till I hit the floor.
Rolling on broken glass
just for a taste.
Amanda Dalmas 2020