|
|
Ang’s Microfantasy theme this week is forgetting.
Sights and sounds still fill me,
A simple thought
And I am there.
You are there.
The feel of your neck
Beneath my fingers,
Of your breath
Against my neck.
The sheets clutched in my hands
As you pressed me,
As you bit flesh,
Made me moan.
The look on your face
Eyes closed,
Body straining
Against my fingers.
As I sit here far [...]
These are my words to you,
because I can not ease your pain.
I have arms, shoulders, breasts,
all meant to hold and comfort,
but too far away to help.
You are hidden in the dark,
some days so overshadowed
you can not find yourself.
I wish I could shine the light,
the brightest light on you.
Just know that even there,
where the chaos drags [...]
My heart still holds your memory,
Like a photo fading slowly.
Painted once in brilliant hues,
Now only black and white remains.
Once your voice echoed in my head,
Laughing, teasing, loving words.
Now as I touch that memory,
I can feel only silence fill me.
I pull the box from beneath the bed,
touching the lines of your face.
The corners of our pictures
now [...]
|
|