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Click hereThere is a barrier between us, invisible, hidden
Yet solid and cruel like a chain-link fence
I want nothing more than to touch you
I reach out, feeling nothing but air
And cold metal, keeping me from your warmth
And I cry
Desperate for the feel of you
For the warmth of your skin, and the taste
Of your lips, and the scent of your hair
Yet I can’t get to you, and I hurt myself
Clawing at metal bands, my hands bleed
But sometimes, you come up to the fence
Pressing against me, letting me glimpse you
Among the holes in the fence, patches of warm
Comfort, our lips touch for seconds and I share
In your warmth, I can feel you, and for a moment
I know you want me so much
But it passes, that moment, and while I still hold you
You’re torn away brutally, leaving me empty
Pressed, cold and naked, against the fence,
Screaming for you
And mourning my newfound loneliness
Sounds like an excellent metaphor to describe the nature of some men — sometimes distant and aloof.
between their love that neither one seems to be able to get around.