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Remember

Sky is full of stars,

memories fill me

as I long to be

somewhere other than here.

I’m in my room,

though in my mind

I’m thousands of miles

somewhere else.

Images fill my head,

my heart quickens its pace.

I think of them,

their names long since

gone from my memory.

If I could touch you one more time,

taste you again,

feel your skin against mine,

feel your body as I am inside

of feel you inside

of me.

Those times were quick,

so brief yet I want them again.

I stand alone,

now in my room again,

I feel myself growing,

as these memories

come again.

I long for you

and I hope that you are doing well.

It’s been some years since

and I still remember you.

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You

I was so eager,

the conversation

we had

now only a blur of random words.

I wanted you,

in the living room.

You told me to take it slow

but I needed your everything.

Alone we were

in my apartment,

I was nervous

as I tasted you for the first time

you were uncircumcised.

You filled my with

emotions

and then you filled me again.

That night now

a memory I linger upon from time to time.

On my fold out bed,

it was a gift from an older man

but that’s another story.

I was on top of you.

We rested there

until you had to go

but I did not want you to leave.

I don’t know your name

but you meant so much to me.

It was just a moment

with you in me

but the time we shared

was more than that,

it was a memory I now cherish.

I would find you if I could

but where would I start

to find you in the crowd.

Day to Day

These times are tougher,

wondering what tomorrow will bring,

tougher than most days

but these aren’t your typical days.

My emotions are mixed,

I want to be alone

but I want to have a boyfriend

to hold me at night.

These times I imagine being next to him,

I could feel him next to me

and this closeness would

bring comfort to me.

Now Alone I stand,

always alone am I

as I wonder if there’s more to life

than this day to day.

 

Those Darkest of Hours

In the dark hours,

times of low

and sorrow

I hear his voice

shattering my silence.

I want to kill his memories,

forget the time I spent captive.

I’ve been broken,

those words spoken

are still roaming

my head like smoke filling

a room of memory.

You watched me in the shower,

you watched me as I slept

on your sofa in the living room.

You took me in your mouth,

threw up all over me,

I am being blunt

because these feelings

could ruin me

if not expressed.

You took me when I was low,

in need of a friend

but that was not what you wanted,

and you shattered me

with your words and deeds

when you wanted my seed inside of you.

This is raw

like my emotions,

confused as I was about the moments.

So you made me hard,

it’s not that difficult to do,

but I was never into you

like you were into me.

We could have been friends

but then you kept wanting more,

now these many years later

I write these words

wanting to end your

influence over me.

Living Room Scene

It’s been some time since those times,

on your knees

at me feet

you consumed me.

I see you sometimes,

Sunday morning,

and I remember

those hours.

I can feel your mouth

take me inside

as my mind drifted.

I can remember those times

and I think I want it again

but I don’t know why.

I think of those moments

and I become harder

confused by these emotions.

I remember those times,

I sat in your living room,

that you sat me down

and now you act as though

it never occurred.

Hello Stranger

Hello Stranger,

insert your name here.

Not that I hate you

or love you

but what we had was just a moment.

I remember those times

but I don’t remember all of you.

You pointed down

and told me you wanted it

after saying you were

not about it.

You took my hand,

such a public occasion,

in the restroom

or the back alley

you were there.

Hello again,

you may not remember me

but I remember those times.

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