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Click hereit's midnight and he is sleeping
soundlessly on the carpet.
another night well spent
drinking and reminiscing.
i turn the light off in the living room.
the house smells
warm bread and spiced rum.
he turns and whimpers in his sleep.
i've never seen him so quiet.
careful not to step on his dreaming,
i move to the kitchen
and place our glasses in the sink.
his is half empty;
too much talking.
we talked about getting married again tonight. sometimes i think i see music when he speaks.
the bed goes to him.
i bring pillows and blankets
to where he breathes deeply.
my lips turn to phantoms on his.
i swear the boy tastes like rum and the future.
this was a great read,
i loved the impact in the last line!
great read ty!
...here is a statement from a new poet! Some very strong phrases, and very well controlled. The last line is a knockout! (edit -- you either need the word 'of' at the beginning of the 7th line, or a comma at the end of the sixth. I tried and tried to see a reason for the line extension near the end of the 2nd stanza, and came to the conclusion that is was an error or formatting problem....otherwise, it makes no sense to me to do that there.
to transform everday things into statements about life..
that is art
Wonderful stuff
I hope to see more..
Thank you
Excellent work. I love this type of poetry, concrete and upbeat. Nice job.