Strangers in the night.
Earlier, tangled as one
We watched the soap opera unfold.
Each day I hold You,
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Born and bred in Scotland, of Irish descent. My political views are Social Liberal. Spiritually, I am drawn to pandeism. I have been passionate about creative writing since childhood, wrote and published several poems throughout my twenties, and have published two dark fantasy novellas.)
Bed And Bored
Strangers in the night.
Earlier, tangled as one
We watched the soap opera unfold.
Each day I hold You,
Lying about my undying love.
Now You sense my impotence.
Your beautiful form angled away,
I cannot perform.
My mind has been led astray
By women who fire my passions.
I can almost taste them.
My drive returns, then subsides.
Asleep, You hide your face and your feelings.
Awake, I embrace my failings.