Poetry Monday: Empty Desires

She knows how I stare
But says nothing
She will never
Look at me that way
I’m not her desire
But she is mine

Why does she put
Up with me
I may never know
Does she only enjoy
The attention
Am I being used

I see how she walks
And moves and bends
I dream of exploring
Her body with mine
Craving her touch
Making her excited

Hearing her heavy breaths
Her lips against mine
Sucking her tongue
Her legs around my waist
Do I crave her or
The touch of anyone

And there is the
Confusion with a crush
Do you want them
Or anyone
Are you just tired
Of feeling alone

What is this desire
For another
Person’s embrace
Why does its absence
Leave you feeling

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Desires

my Desires keep me strong
they give me the urge to continue on
without them i would surely be lost
lost in a world where pain never stops
it is with these deep dark Thoughts
that i make my life have meaning
trying to balance my emotions with reasoning
i now cross the fire
the fire of my burning Desires
it is a horrible place to see
such wonderful Fantasies
why are all my Dreams
hidden by such a hideous place
perhaps so They cannot escape
running, running through the land
of the misshapen man
no reason to go on at all
not when my Dreams can’t run afar

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.