For Brody... 2Poems.
Brody, I love you…and here’s showing you the only way I know how: literature.
In the darkness of the night, there is only me and you,
We are woven together in our very own cocoon.
i feel your heartbeat against my chest,
I hold you tight as we both rest.
I start to drift off to sleep,
And think of how I turned complete.
i am only complete when you are near,
To lose you someday is my biggest fear.
It takes two halves to make a whole,
My heart and yours we make one soul.
Your beauty overwhelms me
As I wrap my arms around you
I press your softness tight
Great passion fills my inner being
I’m captured in your embrace
Your eyes control my very soul
The touch of your lips, heaven
Forever frozen in time
All else fades into nothing
Alone
Sam was angry for most of the night after Brody left. After putting the kids to bed he crawled into his own and sighed, looking up at the wall. Brody had pretty much done anything, at least in Sam’s eyes. The man was as lazy as lazy could get. Lazier than a sleepy dog. Sam flipped around in his bed and couldn’t get comfortable. He probably shouldn’t have told Brody he was getting fat… Sigh. He grabbed the pillow Brody had used and held it close to him, inhaling the scent. The scent of the man he loved. He started to cry, wishing he hadn’t said all those things. Brody had been trying to help. Sam was just being a whiny bitch. He knew Brody would’ve helped had he asked. He reached for his phone and dialed his apparently ex-boyfriend, crying into his pillow.
