I am lost tonight In self-pity And self doubt I ache with a longing For touch I want to be held I want to hear the words “I love you” I want to believe It can be true.
“If you were here, Would you make love to me?” Those words, those words, I was not prepared. I felt my ice-cold heart melt, In an instant, I felt the hot blood rush through my veins. I knew I could not say no. Words, I myself, would never have uttered, Came from you so easily As if they were a mere… Continue reading Would You?