I’ve slept alone for so long,
No one with whom to meld;
Lying twixt two pillows,
Feels almost like being held.
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I’ve slept alone for so long,
No one with whom to meld;
Lying twixt two pillows,
Feels almost like being held.
Random Misanthrope 
Great job thanks!
Thanks for the compliment!
This is very poignant, Ken. Well done.
Thank you. I think far more people than are willing to admit can relate actually.
That tiny pinecone, “almost”, that tiny poem – I feel if I breathe too hard the whole thing will blow away. Very tender poem.
almost…that word carries the emotion for me…tight little write…
Thanks Mark and Brian. It felt quite complete.
I enjoyed this. and twixt – what a great word! don’t see that hardly ever.
Indeed, twixt has fallen out of favour, and sits on the shelf nestled between ne’er and albeit. Though not as far back as doth and forsooth. 😉
lovely but sad ….seems the guys settled for his pillows but a human touch is what we all need …..thank you x
Well, not sure settled is the situation. I think he’s hoping it won’t always be pillows. 😉
so well done and a great job love this one thanks for sharing
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/13/a-new-life-begins/
After my divorce I remember being astonished to discover my skin-hunger. Just yearned to be touched again. So this is an especially poignant piece to me. On the other hand, there’s noone to complain about your snoring, Big Guy! ( :0=}
Skin hunger. Pretty accurate.
Skin hunger… I like that. I like “slapdashery” too…. that’s cool. I used to get those big long body pillows for my kids when they were young, the kind they could wrap their arms and legs around. I don’t hink they had those when I was single 27 years ago. I wish they would have. Nice, concise thoughtful and true poem Blitz… I enjoyed this….
Thanks, it came to me quickly, in the middle of the night, as I lay between two pillows….. 😉