Posted in Love

One Night Stand

All day, I wait for the night to return

When her long fingers caress me

And light the very fabric of my being.

Her silhouette in the dark room’s door

is the fire to my core.

I watch her every move

as she lies down next to me

with a sigh,

Her dreamy eyes closed to the world,

she smiles.

I sigh too, knowing too well,

My heart would never get over her,

No matter how many years go by.

Of course, she doesn’t understand

how I feel because, for her,

I’m just a night stand.

Posted in Life and After

Retort

All week long,

the nagging voice

in my head kept saying,

“Stop fighting.

You aren’t getting anywhere.”

Frustrated,

I replied her,

“Stop fighting.

You aren’t getting anywhere.”