in the darkness
when the doubts come
when the side I want to hide
reveals itself
won’t conceal itself,
when sadness overtakes me
surpressing tears makes me
choke and shake,
be there for me
and care for me
hold me close and share with me,
pull me to your breast
and while I’m caressed
with precious lips pressed close
lean in and say,
that it’s okay,
everything is fine,
it’ll be okay.
Tag Archives: comfort
Signs of aging
I know I’m getting older,
For when I fantasize,
About two women in my bed,
It’s not sex and boobs and bums and thighs,
But how it’d be to spoon with them instead.
Not Feeling Well
I’m feeling sick.
And I’m feeling ill.
I need a pillow,
For my head.
And a blanket,
And my bed.
I’m feeling funny.
Some tea and honey,
Might do the trick.
For I’m feeling ill.
I’m feeling sick.