I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Because I Cannot Have You

It is why,

can you not understand,

when my arms tire,

from the emotional stress of trying

always hoping,

a constant fury in my mind,

wanting to pull you my way.


My arms do certainly tire,

as does my brain,

my eyes in a constant search,

psychologically I am drained,

wanting to reach out and touch you,

I can feel your skin on my fingertips in this moment,

tracing a strand of hair across your brow,

watching your smile turn to peace,

see your eyes,

loving you again.


I can continue trying,

until the tears,

they become so real,

the fantasy begins to fade away.

2 responses

  1. Such sadness. Hugs.

    Liked by 1 person

    July 31, 2017 at 9:20 am

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