Wanting you all the time
Needing to taste your body and your mind
Wanting your stories
And the look on your face as you lose yourself to pleasure
Needing to feel your skin whenever
And to hear your thoughts on Pablo Neruda
Wanting your voice to talk with confidence about everything in your world, including me
Maybe I’m selfish
Maybe I want too much
Author: Pelgris
Each grain falls alone
Broken up and broken
Shattered up and shooken
Beaten and battered
You’re all that had mattered
Dreams are forever
But in reality it’s never
Reap and repeat
I wish it were more upbeat
But it’s all just ruthless
All my efforts are fruitless
These aren’t games that I play
But emotions run deep
For all that I say
I am here for keeps
Need a word in my ear
Something to tell me to stay
To make me take that leap
To fight all that is fear
And wait.
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The song I have on repeat
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Thoughts that spill tears
I haven’t been to sleep in 24 hours
And I can feel the sluggish nature of my thoughts, but I think I’d be OK if I never slept again. Because when I sleep I dream and I remember my dreams. I’m aware in them. And often I’m with someone who loves me. It’s not Morgan anymore. I don’t know who they are. I just know that they wait for me beyond the veil of sleep. They accept and love me for all of me, my flaws, everything that I am. And that’s great but I leave them. I wake and I’m torn away from them over and over. I don’t know how long I can endure that. So not sleeping seems the better course, but I feel like I could be betraying them by staying away. What if they are as real as I am and they wait for me? What if we’re both just searching and this is what we’ve found. It’s both insane and sad when I write it out, but that’s who I am right now. A sad, lonely writer, dreaming of something he had, that it seems he’ll never have again. Madness seams a refuge in that case.
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Todays Song
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Dommin
Never listen to Dommin if you are having a rough go of it. Don’t mistake me, I love the music and listen regularly to their updates. That being said, having the phrase, “My world is falling into ashes, and living in the past is, all that I can do” is probably not the best phrase to have rattling around when you are missing people.
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Negative space
I miss the touch of your hands, even though they were only words
Only imagined
I miss the hot breathe of you against my neck, though only syllables marked your passage
I miss your moans, your cries of Sir, though simple pixels held in array
I miss you even though we never were
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Reverie
Delicate counterweight spin
Drunk on the power of your pleasure
No innocence in this sin
Consume you in full measure
Flaws like scars perceive
Tracery writ across skin
In safeties guise deceive
Distinct, alive with passion
Sink heat through muscle to bone
All doubts have found to flown
And only we remain
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Just a bit of Ennui
Written and rewritten
Erased
Start over, start again
So tired in the post lunch depression
Kiss me
Feel your heat against my skin
Convince me I’m real
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Todays Song
Pelgris 