Anguish Lamented

I am dying inside. Words fail me, trying to find a way to express the withering of life
within my tortured heart. I know you can’t understand my pain, that you are oblivious to
my day by day dwindling desire to face the morrow.

I am alone. I am an island. I have no one to give my love to and it builds within me like
surging waters against a man-made dam trying valiantly to keep at bay, a torrential and
tumultuous river, cascading down from the unkown. Not only do I have no one to share
my love with, I have no one that loves me.

Yes, dear, I know that in your own way you love me very much. Have you ever noticed
though, that your way is not the way of the rest of the world? Do you ever imagine the
solitude and lonliness I feel in my soul?

Have you ever noticed that intimacy and love seem to go hand in hand for the rest of
humanity? Oh, my GOD, but I am in love with you. I worship every fiber of your being,
touching you, even casually, sends thrills racing up and down my body that are beyond
imagination.

Not feeling that love returned is the most horrendous thing conceivable. WHY! Why, oh
WHY, can’t you love me! Pleasures of the flesh I could easily find in the arms of
another, but that is not what haunts me.

I want to be LOVED. I want to know that my touching someone, affects them the way
that being touched by you mesmerizes me. I want to feel your hunger for me. I want to
look at your heaving chest and know that you are burning with desire for me, as I have
for so long, for you.

The world slips away from me and reality blurs into demensia when we lie together, why
does it not for you? Why do you think they CALL it making love? Two souls blending
together as one, lost in the moment and each other’s embrace. Bodies uniting, spirits
engaging and flesh coupling to form a union of body and soul beyond description.

I want it. I need it. I am dying without it. Panting, heaving, grinding against each other.
Loving, caressing, fondling, squeezing and embracing one another. A flood of love
bursting from each of our souls, electricity filling the air. Your eyes brimming with
love, devouring me in their intensity.

My body, mind and soul drinking in the love you lavish unabashedly upon me. Feeling
you quiver when I touch you. Seeing anticipation build in your eyes. Knowing from
your panting breath that you desire me. Seeing love’s light burning brightly in your eyes,
emitting passion for me from your soul.