tagNon-Erotic PoetrySingle too long

Single too long

bybigbeautiful©

Wake up and feel the empty place next to my head.

I’m alone except for the light pitter-patter of my little man’s feet.

Time to begin the crazy routine of preparing for my day at work.

Phone calls, meetings, and the endless ranting of co-workers pound away at my head.

Driving home I wonder what it might be like to have a man to rub my feet.

Waking up and realizing it is once again time to head off to work.

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