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untouched
by Shonda Chrissonberryyou rattle my bones
like a witchdoctor would
settling at the very
core of my being
invading my moments
with night time visions
{little blurs of remembrance}
only I'm wide awake
It's almost as if I can
reach out and place you
inside myself
releasing all I've ever
held close in one
burst of submission
you have silently penetrated
me and there is nothing
I can do
to hold it back
keep it in
or swallow it down
complete me
my Perfect Stranger
be a Gentle Tease
I am yours ~ alone
and
I am waiting... 03/17/2005 Author's Note: loneliness ~ take it as you will
Posted on 03/17/2005
Copyright © 2025 Shonda Chrissonberry
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 03/17/05 at 09:17 PM Nicely done. I know all about loneliness. I am sure your Perfect Stranger is searching for you somewhere. =) |
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