Why do I seem to block out something that could possible lead to love for me?
Why do I run and hide Throw a barrier up when a man tosses a compliment my way?
Do I dread getting close again just to be lead down the path of hurt and pain..
Or am I missing out on something wonderful like the joy of being loved .
I guess I will never know cause my walls Of doubt .mistrust.pain and hurt Keep me locked in a dungeon of lonely darkness..
Sometimes I wonder will I ever again feel the lips of a man touch mine. Lips that I would so eagerly accept.
Sometimes I wonder if I will ever feel the warmth of a mans nude body next to mine. His chest pressed against my breast.
In a dream his touch has become so real , his arms wrapped around me so loving and snug.
The feel of his hair is so curly and soft The curve of his chin so manly and strong The glazed look of love in his eyes.
I feel the warmth of his body The pleasures of being loved as his arms wrap around me He whispers in my ear "I love you and you are mine" I will never hurt you.
It feels so wonderful I feel so loved happy and wanted I want to stay lost in the moment forever But,with a snap of the fingers I am awakened and he is gone But, the pleasure of being loved I can still feel And I miss him
Ramblings of a Fool...
To be truly loved by someone is the most I have ever ask of God...
