Tag: #memory
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Again
Last words for another day, will I be so bold and say what’s on my mind? I’m gay if you don’t already know. I suck cock and guys suck mine as well. I’ve had sex as if you could tell by looking at me. Am I ashamed of these things? No, I’m not and I…
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I dream of Love
I dream of days that will never be, I dream of people I’ll never know. Sometimes I say words no one will ever hear, sometimes I think: why am I here? It’s not easy to explain, the many things that I am. I can be sweet and I can be not so nice at times.…
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A moment
Tonight I dream, maybe of wonderful things, to wake in the morning forgetting everything. I could live a moment again, my lips against your skin, I almost taste you again. One night so long ago, in a room I knew it all but little did I know I’d look back upon those moments these year…
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Absent
It’s me again trying to be me since when, not ashamed to admit my needs when I write about my lack of sex in my life. Memories are fine but being on my own these memories only remind me of the absence in my life. Please consider the Following: https://crowdrise.com/dashboard/fjasonwhitaker/videoproductionequipment https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87 http://patreon.com/jason29171 Podcast: https://anchor.fm/f-jason-whitaker…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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Woke
Waking up alone again I imagine those times before, though now I’m wanting more than whatever those times were.
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Past and Future
These nights I’m alone wishing I were not, I can remember those times before but what are memories when you’re on your own? I miss that touch, I miss the kissing, I can imagine those times we did so much. Now, alone in my room, I dream of being with someone again, but more than…
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Time Drifting
I feel time moving, as days become weeks and weeks become years and years are forgotten except for the rarest of moments that remain in our memory. We sat rising into the the night sky this water ride we were on, talking as we looked over the side of the ride. It was so long…
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Lingering
Lingering on a moment, images flashing, I cannot forget what happened both good and bad in my life. I have spoken the words to express my story but does anyone care about the things I’ve experienced? Hurt and broken am I, waiting to be mended but all I find is solitude. Not long ago I…