Sorrowful heart with

Remembered longings.

 

Soft light and

Warm comfort.

 

Gentle music –

Gentle touch

 

Soulful eyes and

Whispered words.

 

The aching, and wanting

Fueled by passion and truth, mine.

 

Nothing is better –

No one is better.

 

Age brings acceptance,

Comfort in my skin, at last.

 

Only to be discarded,

Only to be broken.

 

Such a waste,

Such a shame.

 

2/20/15

MC