2 am

by Latorial Faison

I lay my body down in blue fannel
to feel the warm love that I know
is running through your veins
but tonight is not the night somehow
and this moment will never taste
the fruit reaped from our labor of love
you're simultaneously here and not here
and my soul's never been more
wired with a passion that hungers
for your love . . . and I am forced
to flee the folds of heatless sheets
and feel abandoned in the night
but he needs me, wants me
welcomes my touch and care
so I sit and stroke the keys to life
on my pc at two am.

2am by Latorial Faison

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