Desire Waits
Long sweet anticipated moments of
embrace
cannot stave off the lonely hours filled with
uncertainty. A languid afternoon of
contentment
passes quickly between weeks of grey
purposeless days. Restless nights of bourbon
and TV mock the bliss filled hours – a harsh
reminder
of a reality unforeseen.
Desire Waits. Wow! You poured it all out, and beautifully.
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Wow! This is such a great contrast of mood…excellent!
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I will third that wow! Really good, zouxzoux.
Pamela
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beautiful. thanks for sharing.
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ahh…the lonely hours of uncertainty…..makes me want to write about it for the “never again” prompt for today.
Well written!!
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