Separate Lives

So here we'll  be, wishing to be in love,

Tormented  tortured  souls till the day we die

Because as society has made it so

Money rules the universe

Each too scared to leave their comfort zone

Having much to lose

A gamble to gain 

Huge emotional  pain

Empty  heart

Lonely night

Because  how can this possibly be right?

God damn our separate  motherfucking lives

Hope

Even though your name isn't hope, perhaps you can be mine 

Life is lonely up here

And I feel that time

Hasn't been of the kindest 

Too many tears over the last few years

Let's change that around 

When you come up around 

To be my savior 

To be my hope

To be MY best Betsy

I Wanna

I wanna live my life

Not let life live me.

I wanna go places and see things

Never before have my eyes seen.

I wanna smile again

True happiness here in my true North. 

I wanna do what needs to be done.

Buy that bus, build that bus.

I wanna kiss those lips

Grab those hips

Suck those nips

And make love to you like never before.

You make me wanna scream your name

Atop Brockway Mountain!!

I wanna be your muse.

Inspire me whilst I inspire you.

I wanna know what ot feels like by your side

Inside you

Inside your heart 

Inside your soul!!!

You say you got me

I say prove it baby.

I wanna show you a life you've never lived.

I wanna give you a love you've never been given.

Walls Closing In

Can't stay here

Can't go home

Don't have a home

Big desire to roam

No where to be

Nobody wants me

Definitely nobody needs me

45 without a wife

You say it's you

But I'm the true failure at life.

Scared out of my my mind

Needing somebody loving and kind

Come home to me

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Imagine

Imagine if 2 souls 

Took a chance

To dare to dance

To light each other's flames

And ease each other's pains.

Imagine if these souls found each other

And United together forever

Unstoppable

Unbreakable

Imagine what we could do if we loved each other to no end...

~JWM

Perhaps

Being forced apart

Kept away

Isolated

No touch

No kiss

No caress

Perhaps a new appreciation will be formed

Perhaps words spoken from the soul

Perhaps we'll look in the windows

Windows of the soul

Perhaps we'll find new ways to feel someone

Actual vibing

Perhaps our words will be more kind

Perhaps this beginning anew

Begins with me and ends with you.

💗

~JWM 4/18/20

Poetry from a quarantined soul