I guess it is what it is
Or it will do what it do.
I’m trying to reconcile
Where I want to be with where I am at the present
Simultaneously preparing myself for any and every opportunity
Push has come to shove as I am running out of cyber muses to extinguish my
burning desire to make love.
At night I squeeze the pillow and dream of holding you tight
I'm so frustrated right now why does the search for love have to be so difficult for me
Moving parts going in and out, a tryst here, a tryst there. Nothing concrete, nothing that builds or fastens. Love hastens , to exist and come rushing to save the day!