A Poem by JayG

Because a very special lady isn't with me...but should be.



I woke, enveloped within the comfort only your warmth can bring
My head was nestled into the curve of your shoulder, my hand on velvet skin, stroking.

But you weren’t there.

Memory brought the scent of woman: gentle, and softly sated with pleasure
So warm with sleep, so twined with hints of passions past:
An ambiance of morning…a residue of night…a reason for joy and tears

But you weren’t there.

I woke with you gathered tightly around my being, comforting and exciting, both at once.
I woke to memories and to desire, and to comfort, as my lips�"of themselves�"sought yours.

And then, you were there. But only for a moment:
In warmth
In passion
In comfort
In life
In all that matters.

But then, sadly, reality brought a sigh, and a turning inward
Because you weren’t there.

And on waking, I wept.

© 2017 JayG

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To awaken to find it really was a dream, after all. That is truly the heartbreak.

Posted 2 Days Ago

The perfection of love is a delicate thing. Nothing more painful, than the fact, that all that remains is the memory.

Posted 1 Week Ago

Hmm.......... :) can't find root cause it's that deep!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago

It feels strange reviewing your work for some reason.
Oh ! That's right, you are a lot more educated and knowledgeable than myself.
LOL :)
BTW, thank you for taking taking the time to help me improve on my writing.
I wrote a poem titled " Real " after reading this poem you wrote, I thought you might like mine.
Everything I write, is true ,meaning it's happened in my life.
Some quite recently.
E except the political type stuff. Those are really just a way to vent and voice my frustration.
Also, you lied! You said that you're not even a very good writer, you in fact are. :)

Posted 3 Weeks Ago

I enjoyed this piece! Know the feeling all too well. Keep writing☺

Posted 3 Weeks Ago

I loved this piece! It's beautiful and longing and each interruption of the dream you feel the reality and disappointment that she isn't there but the dream makes her presence seem so real.. you feel her there. I totally get this! I manifest my intense daydreams all the time. Superb imagery!

Posted 2 Months Ago

So real. I enjoyed reading this. Well done

Posted 3 Months Ago

Brought me to tears.. have been experiencing this exact feeling daily.. lovely work, thank you for writing this

Posted 3 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very good flow-- read many free verse poems, many came across as slightly choppy but each line you wrote flowed seamlessly into the next. That's one of the reasons why I really love the structure: like emotions, your lines fluctuated, and at a glance, it seemed chaotic; but there was a consistency within the chaos-- the repetition. It pulled together the irregular verses and gave flow. I also love how vivid the tone is... when I read it, I felt the frantic yearning, just a little out of control. Perfect. Then the realization gradually seeped in as the lines grew shorter and more numerous, until the cruel reality couldn't be ignored any longer. Finally ending the poem with a melancholy acquiescence, acceptance of the fact that it was a waking dream, no more...
This was beautiful, I'm glad I found this.

Posted 3 Months Ago

Very deep emotions, I liked the repitition of but you weren't there. I could feel the emotions you have expressed.

Posted 3 Months Ago

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