Missing him ( Eve’s tale of Loneliness)

Sweet love oozes through her veins.

Tender caress mocking her through

the cold with thoughts of him, his love.

Sweet kisses haunting her at the midnight

hour. Cushions of sugar carpeted love as

they got lost in moments of passion.

Throngs of passion, amber love portions

to last as their bodies intertwined in

an aroma of sweet harmonic vibes.

Sensual music for a soul most refined.

Memories still as vivid. Moments lost

through a tidal wave of desire as

they basked in a hue of midnight skin.

Reminiscing days when love felt like the

warmth of a blanket on an ice cold morning and

scented like a piece of candy on a bed of roses.

A distance that makes her flinch, fingers twitch

and her palms itch. Holding on to her pillow,

clutching on to her sheets. Sheets stained with

evidence of passionate love making. The walls

bore witness to their bliss. The bedroom floor

complained while the bed creaked, almost

rhythmic to their passion and love.

Stuck in a vacuum of space and time.

Drowning in a whirl pool of self pity.

Missing him like crazy, craving for his

touch, thinking about his love.

Wishing he was besides her.

Maybe he misses her too, maybe he doesn’t.

Drawing images of their relationship.

Praying that the sickness will fade.

She turns to the wall and clutches on to hope.

Hope is after all the best caress for loneliness.

FloetryC 2015.

inner-peace

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Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love poetry...art, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

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