Just a little something for lovers not in love or for those longing for love. (these are my thoughts and not the thoughts of my hormones...lol) THIS IS AN ORIGINAL WORK BY E DOUGLAS BROWN: PEOPLE YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS TO THIS....BUGGER OFF.
Thinking about you and what you have done for me since we met and became lovers. And thinking about how much you hate me but love it when I make love to you and how conflicting it must be on your psyche and the strain it must cause your emotions as your feelings ride the roller coaster of love and hate. Thinking about the pain in your heart that matches the pain between your legs. They both want love, but only one is receiving while the other is deceiving. Forever lost in the abyss of love and confusion, hatred and love, to love and be loved. Wandering streets of agony and wanting, deception and longing, to go or to stay. Cut off from all warmth of humanity's love and understanding as you reach out for someone to love. Stupid men were your weakness, travelling the solar system searching for a good lover. You found me to satisfy your sexual desires and your orgasmic release, but still a longing burns inside you as your heart chills to the coldness of my love and the misunderstanding to your true desires, wants, longings and emptiness. And as I stumble through my empty place searching room to room for my love, my heart aches as it too searches; moving among the vastness of emptiness and finding it is too late. My hands reach out and grasp a lock of hair, a thread of fabric and twine them together to sow the tear in my heart of loneliness.
