I slept with a new man
just yesterday.
No.
I fucked a new man
just yesterday.
I was barely able to sleep
next to him
as always
with most men.
It always catches me
by surprise
when I drift off
next to another
sleeping body.
It doesn't happen often
and you see
it is the preciousness
of those rare things
that turn them
into glorified
trap-holes.
I felt his smell linger
on my skin
no matter how thoroughly
I washed
after.
It made my nose wrinkle
in disdain.
I dislike
the men of convenience
taking more space
than they're
allowed.
just yesterday.
No.
I fucked a new man
just yesterday.
I was barely able to sleep
next to him
as always
with most men.
It always catches me
by surprise
when I drift off
next to another
sleeping body.
It doesn't happen often
and you see
it is the preciousness
of those rare things
that turn them
into glorified
trap-holes.
I felt his smell linger
on my skin
no matter how thoroughly
I washed
after.
It made my nose wrinkle
in disdain.
I dislike
the men of convenience
taking more space
than they're
allowed.
That is sad. Despite my love for Billie I can still feel the pleasure of sleeping next to someone new if I am into that person. Things have not worked out well in those regards yet.
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήI usually can't sleep in the same bed with anyone, no matter how strongly I feel.
ΔιαγραφήDo you feel that is normal? I think it shows an avoidance to attachments.
ΔιαγραφήLoved the poem. Glad I accidently tumbled on it.
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήCan't really sleep on the same bed with someone else either.
Oh! Thank you, I am glad you liked it.
ΔιαγραφήI suppose we will learn with time, won't we?
Um... not so sure about that. Do we have to?
ΔιαγραφήI guess it's not about whether we have to or not but rather what we are willing to experiment with.
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