poetry of distance

taking up space inside of my mind

silly ideas keep distracting me 

girlish notions where i wonder

does he think of me

is he invested in me

does he fantasize about me

will distance hold his heart firm

or make his cock throb with desire

using my memory as inspiration

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3 Responses to poetry of distance

  1. Ned's Blog says:

    If he had a chance to read this, rest assured you are — and will remain — imbedded in his thoughts.

    • rougedmount says:

      …thank you for that, it’s comforting…
      only a handful of people who know me, are aware of this blog…and that was due to a scare thinking that if i died, no one would know i ever wrote a thing.

      • Ned's Blog says:

        I figured as much, and that I probably should’ve said “If only he knew…”

        And no worries — you’ve created a literary body of work that those who follow you won’t forget either 😉

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