![]() Not So Lonely NightsA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)![]() Raindrops, tin roofs, moonglow and dreams![]() Memories of tin roof’s thrum A tattoo of summer rain Memories that always come To push away the pain Of nights long and lonely Soft with night birds trill And I know that I’m not the only one Who lust for dark night’s thrill The sense` of seeking fingers Their persistent probing touch The feel of velvet lingers in Afterglow of intense rush So real sometimes it seems to feel like reality squared To surrender all, in my dreams My soul my essence bared My loneliness takes leave of me And my primal self is freed All pretense of inhibition flees And my dreams satisfy my need The storm has reached its climax The rain has slipped away Faint memories of sensual acts to savor through the day The night has surrendered to Demands made by the dawn Last night dreams...an interlude to help me soldier on Arise...Arise once more The not so lonesome night is gone memories linger of gentle fingers Soft touch before the dawn Sweet memories don’t flee from me Let me savor the delights But if you leave, I shall not grieve For there’s always more …”Not so lonely nights!”... © 2017 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Author's Note
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1 Review Added on December 11, 2017 Last Updated on December 11, 2017 Author![]() David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Las Vegas, NVAboutBorn in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more..Writing
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