TELL ME

Hug me.

Kiss me.

Tell me you love me.

Squeeze me.

Touch me.

Tell me you won’t leave me.

Caress me.

Nuzzle me.

Tell me you want me.

Bite me.

Bleed me.

Tell me you’re a vampire.

BECOME ONE

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Your touch brings me warmth.

It adds color to my transparent slate.

I feel your fingers stroking.

Your palm pressing.

Dig deeper into my pain.

Become one with me.

TELL ME

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TELL ME

Hug me.

Kiss me.

Tell me you love me.

Squeeze me.

Touch me.

Tell me you won’t leave me.

Caress me.

Nuzzle me.

Tell me you want me.

Bite me.

Bleed me.

Tell me you’re a vampire.

TOUCH ME

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I need to touch you.

Feel your softness.

I’ve been alone too long.

Without a human’s touch.

A human’s warmth.

I’m cold.

But a fire burns in me.

Come to me.

Touch me.

SECOND CHANCE

I reach for you.

I can’t touch you.

You are gone.

I must accept this.

There’s no coming back.

No second chances.

NO SECOND CHANCES

I reach for you.

I can’t touch you.

You are gone.

I must accept this.

There’s no coming back.

No second chances.

THE JOURNEY

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I reach for it.

I close my fingers.

But I can’t catch it.

It filters through.

Continuing on its journey.

Nothing can stop it.

Nothing can hold it.

ALONE IN THE DARK

I sit alone by the table.
I hear voices.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.

I reach out.
I feel something smooth.
A plate.
A meal.

Smells tickle my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of pudding.
Smells of life.

What color is the food?
Is the sun shining?
Are the faces around me young or old?
So many questions.

Questions I can’t answer,
I’ve never been able to answer.
For I’ve been blind,
Living in the dark for years.

The nursing home is now my prison.
I sit alone, 
Ignored by the staff,
Poked by the staff.

This is not the ending
I would have envisioned for myself. 
A darkness too encompassing.
A sadness too overwhelming. 

CLEAN ME

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Clean me.

Wet me.

Drench me.

Feel me.

Touch me.

Clean me.

FEEL THE RED

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The Milky Way as seen from Antelope Canyon, Arizona

The Milky Way or maybe

a journey into the unknown.

A blood red adventure

transcending time and space.

A wild ride through the galaxies.

Flying high on a shooting star.

Tilting at rainbows and moonbeams.

Close your eyes and feel the red.

A TOUCH

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Henri Martin, Mystic Scene, 1895

In the quiet,

There is a hum,

A whispering sound.

A pitch too high to hear.

A touch too light to feel.

We are never alone.

DARK SHADOWS

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Koh tao sunset by Aylin Kinacioglu

Please don’t set.

Don’t remove your light.

Your warmth.

Your heat.

The nights are cold.

The shadows are long.

Their reach too immense.

Don’t allow the moon its space.

It brings pain with its touch,

Horror in its light,

Shadows in its path.

Please don’t leave me.

THE DEAD GAME

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MEMORIES

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“Rome. Palazzo Spada. Colonnade, 1632, by Francesco Borromini.” Baroque architecture and sculpture in Italy. 1912,

Walk through the pillars

and into another century.

Feel the vibrations

of footsteps in the past.

Hear the laughter

of Roman guests.

Touch the statues

reaching for the sky.

Smell the sweetness

of memories long gone by.

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SO CUTE

I’m cute.

So cute.

Touch me.

Cuddle me.

Pet me.

Love me.

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