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Click hereHaunting
I watch the shadows shifting on the wall
Slowly
I am imaging your form among them
moving skillfully towards the bed
where I am laying
I close my eyes
but cannot sleep
The expectation of your first kiss
and press of your wonderful body
a familiar craving
Unfulfilled
The night passes with agony
Where are you now
my lover
Like me
are you romancing ghosts
or being seduced by shadows
Do you sleep fitfully in sweaty sheets
pursued by the moonlight
Unending restless dreams
Are you exorcising me
in the bed and arms of another
Does she have my eyes
or the same perfume
Or is it her moans and cries
that echo for you my love
Unbearable to me
would be the thought of you
sleeping softly
The gentle surf of your flesh
a rhythm foreign to me now
The calmness of your sheets
smooth and still against your skin
Your hands solitary and content
And most painful to me
would be the image of your face
in its prefect peacefulness
As I lie awake
It most certainly works, sucking the reader into the poet's world with consummate ease. The story or situation of the person behind the voice of the poem remains sharply in focus throughout. Nothing jars; everything works together to create a successful unity.
Good word choice. I like the way you used your whitespace for emphasis. I thought you told a good story. I would like to see punctuation, but that is my hangup.