An image painted.
One word. One color.
Monochromatic explanations of complex emotions
That we could never describe.
(And it hurts.)

The promised forever is an eternity away.
While I am stuck. Held captive by the monotonous waiting.
Waiting. . .
. . . Irritating impatience with a dash of agonizing yearning.
(How bitter)

My ears ache.

Damn the sound of an unrelenting silence.
I yearn for the brush of your breath
As you whisper sweet Everythings
Against my temple.

My mouth quivers.
Needing the feel of your sweet tongue
Dragging a line of heat and tingling wonder
Across my open lips.

I am empty.

Hollow. Needing to be filled.
My heart, my mind, my shaking body
All of you, all of me.
I need You to make the “We”.

Forgive me.
This painting is not enough.
Because all I really have to say is an empty canvas.
Signed with a cliché “I love you’.

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