The hollow of his hands
The smoothness of his nails
The soft flesh above his eyes
His strong arms around me
His texture; It’s all so real
And I miss it
I miss all of this
As I sit and contemplate
the emptiness of my own arms
I long to feel him there
I long to see him; to touch his hair
I lived my whole life with
This longing for the man with no face
I’ve felt my head against his chest
I’ve felt his finger on my lips and in my mouth
I’ve stared into his ocean-deep eyes
But never once saw his face
Every morning I wake more exhausted
Then when I fell asleep
I’ve spend the entire night
Trying to convince him to come to me
Begging… pleading…
Longing for him to follow me as I slip through
The Dreaming and wake alone once more.
I cry each morning, holding myself
Soon there will be nothing left
Of me to hold on too
Soon there will be nothing left of me.
He told me last night…
“you won’t be alone forever.”
But this waiting is tearing me apart inside
This raw nerve that rips open anew
Each time I see another couple
Together
Another couple in love.
It tears me apart inside that I cannot be
That I cannot be in love
I can only be alone.
4/2/01
©Patti Keno
So it happened faster than i thought it would. My book is now available in paperback and kindle at Amazon.com
Psst! The countdown has begun….
Are you ready?
The tentative release date is my birthday.
What? You don’t know my birthday.
What about the Ides of March?
Still don’t know?
OK fine… it’s March 15th.
i miss you
my disappearing
boy
my mysterious
stranger
the other
half
to my
whole
i miss your
words
their shimmering
silence
leaves a gaping
wound
i ache for you
even though
we never
met
my disappearing
boy
why did you
disappear?
.
1/3/15
©Patti Keno
To:SMM
i’m so cold
I cry
and cling
to you
needing your
warmth
wanting your
touch
longing for
your arms
around me
but you stand
before me
in ignorance
not seeing
my teeth
as they
chatter violently
i’m cold
make me warm
I beg you
looking at the
warm layers
of clothing
You are wearing
you look at
me, but
you don’t seem
to notice
my tee-shirt
and jeans
my cold
apparel
i cry
and cling
to you
needing your
warmth
wanting your
touch
longing for
your arms
around me
you look
at me
as if i’m
some kind
of child
annoying you
with questions
of life
you stand
ignorant
of me
of my
cramping muscles
of my
chattering teeth
of my
freezing bones
HOLD ME!
I Scream
but as your
arms enclose
me
I finally
realize
you’re the
one
who’s making
me cold
–
12/8/98
pik
©Patti Keno
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