Time Wasted

Time Wasted??

Time wasted?

He sits awaiting.
All senses ignored except that one, glued to his ringer.
Mind spins with a haze drifting overhead;
Flood waters rage as passages are created for waterfalls to break way.

Thoughts of the happy days past come to
play with that gentle sweet voice he once heard and never failed to get stuck in his mind.
Photos popping up in time, only causing fights between both sets of minds.
Ears stressing and aching with that long to hear her voice, as the mind below aches and stresses with a want to grow long and brake through the barriers holding him down and apart.
He sits and waits fighting to stand long, with his ears trained too his phone before him hoping to hear that sweat voice once more.
The phone rings and he answers," hello," hay how you are? “Good baby and you?" Good, wanting to come over and take off your cloths and release your minds from them barriers holding you down. Come on over baby, I’ll be lighting them candles, "getting the mood nice and smooth!"

A bang on the door takes to my sense as the phone rings and I find myself brutally awakened lying in bed naked and cold with a big hard cock standing tall.
Wow not again? As I yell don't disturb, I’m working.
I lye back down, check my phone once more removing all but that one senses of mine from time and reality, as I find myself awaiting the phone to ring again.

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