Our Erotic Prose

i long to be enveloped by erotic prose
I wish you would let me make it my forever home
here I wander out again alone in the gray cold
The California Sun has faded away
He called me on his way to Stockton and his old ball and chain room mate
Oh why is this the way humans behave
Can’t you tire of the double life
why do you not break the barriers that cuts the love line
I tried to find a new thing on plenty of fish
the pool is foolish
green and empty of every wish
give me the strength to carry on
I am a ghost barely hanging on
where are you my love
why are you so far away
Oh Lord I pray in your name
I long to be free from all this lonely
here it sits with me day and night only
here i stand my crescent wand the only light
praying with all my might
for all life till the end of time
it seems our world here on earth has gone berserk
so much pain and hurt
With all the bombs
the lack of love
more and more on the drug
So many still voting for Trump
I  long to be free enveloped by divine hope
Just as I long for your erotic prose
I wish you would let us become this forever home
still i here i am lost in the wilderness so gray and cold
rain day man on your shoulder I cry
this brush of love leaves me shaking inside
I am merely a memory away
call me any time or day
Till the seasons change
I surrender to the longing
in your embrace is my true belonging
i pray this will be a forever home
we can retire in the tenderness of our erotic prose