Unknown Recluse

I am lonely but for the candle which burns before me.

My eyes tortured by the sight I drank of her this day.

Sweet & young & faithful,

Crimson flirt & thoughtful words.


I am sick for needing her.

For urging fate to somehow twist & bring her forth to my world of darkness this long & lonely night.


I am empty.




Her golden smile shatters worlds of desperate pain & feeds the world with love & joy & abandoned giddy smiles.

My angel!

My perfect, pretty smiling friend!


I am dying for the love of you!

That I could hold & dance & swirl with you!

That I could seek your lips upon these forgotten keepers of my words.

These gates which do imprison me.


I love you…

There! I nearly said your name!

& the world would know!


But I love you & my hands will hold you secret love,

Tomorrow in the kindness of the day.

& words will I stutter & speak & jestfully declare

That no girl makes the world so fair.


Or breaks my heart through longing for you!


For you!


& tears shed in wanton, frustrated fashion from these tired eyes.


I love you…

& I scream your name in calling you!

In wanting you!

In loving you!


– anguish.

© ed simkins 2016

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