Starved For A Little Tenderness

In this empty room

Silence resonates back and forth

Giving a gray night

In the Graveyard competition

A werewolf, female edition,

Waking up in me

So sinister, it is eerie;

The germ of fear...

So familiar!

Another cold night behind closed doors

Is like a gloomy day from hell

When suppressed, almost dead,

Desire soars,

Complete with angry thunderstorm

Oh, well...

Atop the dark tide...
I ride in a self loathe

I embrace it,

The numbness! The Darkness!

A malignant ache;

Eats away at the core of my need

I can't take it anymore, I can't take...

Tearing painfully at my craving soul

Reaching out; there is an emptiness, and a howl...

So I huddle together with the pillows

Wrist watches

Sound like the obsequious gong

Turning and tossing

Only it's not the lack of sleep as much,

As it is yearning to belong!

I look longingly at intimacy

As it eludes me

Recklessly letting off passion like a newly deflowered teenager

I find no relief, or assuager

Love always leaves;

Leaving me holding onto

Our tomorrow!

Who wants to take away

My itchy sorrow?

A gnawing sense of loneliness

Reaches out its sticky tentacles into my space

Snuggling in my would-have-been haven...

The voice of a night raven...

It sucks out all the air

I'm gasping for a lifeline

In asthmatic despair

A single dry rose to remember…

I'm all alone.

I draw so little comfort

From hope

When my heart

Keeps falling apart

into little breathing pieces

This is...

I feel like I'm working against Cupid!

This boy with the wings is cruel

And stupid!

This vulnerability is exhausting

I'm losing grip on my hormones

Funny, how;

Their overtones

Suggest some sinful thought...

A stranger with a smile lights my world

Only he is not smiling at me!

Come to me, stranger, let it be!

Like déjà vu

From a distant memory

I remember vaguely floating on pheromones…

Visualizing, through tears, sexy wickedness

Urgh!

Somebody, take my heat away!

I’m starved for a little tenderness.

© AK May 2013