I Am Craving Physical Contact

[b]Those in unlikeliness[/b]

Words collared in throats like there's a monster under the bed. The leash pulled tight until duty blacks out cold. There is no place to go, you know that. No lips here for kissing. No hands on backs, along shoulders, up to tangle in hair. Alone for now & dressed in secrets you feel your way down unlit hallways, adjusting to the dark. To knit yourself into the other & make it so they can't let go. Until it's too late.

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TheConstantGardener · 56-60, M

Very nice...but kinda sad. 😕

yfma53 · 70-79, M

I agree, a bit sad.

Sonnet · 41-45, F

Truthful too though

yfma53 · 70-79, M

@Sonnet: Yes, I think most of us can relate. For me, I haven't felt that way in quite some time. I've spent time getting to know and love me. Makes a lot of difference. It really does work.

Sonnet · 41-45, F

@yfma53: cool. I'm glad for you.

yfma53 · 70-79, M

@Sonnet: So, are the holidays difficult for you?

Sonnet · 41-45, F

@yfma53: not particularly, no.

yfma53 · 70-79, M

@Sonnet: So, just feeling like you would like to have someone there. Blessings to you, my friend.

Sonnet · 41-45, F

@yfma53: I think what you read is slightly different from my intent. But interpretation is a key thing with this kind of writing.

yfma53 · 70-79, M

@Sonnet: True, but I would be very interested in your intent. I would be the first to admit that I am not great at interpreting writing like this.

Sonnet · 41-45, F

@yfma53: ah. But you see, if I had wanted to just say it straight I would've.

yfma53 · 70-79, M

@Stonnet: Okay, I'll read it again. Thanks