5 a.m.

5 a.m.

Sorrows of yesterday are erased with the promising of the rising sun.
How former times were filled with things I did, but cannot be undone…

At this hour I resist the sensation to feel…
This lonely existence I continue to live.

Reflections…
I think of you.
Missing you,
Wishing I was brave enough to love you.
And wishing you had the courage to demand it from me.

5 a.m.
I listen…
No birds chirp…
The air still,
My cup half-filled
Coffee is my only comfort now!!!

They race, my thoughts…
Every which way to you!
Avoidance…
I won’t let them focus on just one thing.
Figured if I reflect too long, that I will neglect my ability to avoid!

Sweat…
Any thought of it,
Directs itself to you…
That self-clinging t-shirt filled with your masculine scent that hugged your body image perfectly…
Sweat…
Oooo… how it leads to our beginning and ending… our one embrace!

There are things in life we try not to regret…
And there are things held in our memory, which we will never forget…
Wow…
Your sweat!!!

I surely believe that you bathe in cocoa butter daily,
How else could your coverage be so flawless…?
That your skin…
Has become such a butterscotch sin!!!

5 a.m
My thoughts of sweet candied coated you…
Dissolves on my palette…
Only leaves a tart remain

Sorrows of yesterday are erased with the promising of the rising sun.
How former times were filled with things I did, but cannot be undone…

At this hour I resist the sensation to feel…
This lonely existence I continue to live.

Reflections…
I think of you.
Missing you,
Wishing I was brave enough to love you.

© July 24, 2012    All Rights Reserved          Elle McLin          (Breathe Again)