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Adrift

by Diane Morrow-Kondos

We exist in the same vast house
Bodies rarely touching
An infinite ocean of apathy between us
Alone in my head
Alone in my heart
I no longer care
I try to convince myself
My glory days have vanished
My beauty has faded
Leaving unfamiliar wrinkles and gray hair
Love and passion are for the young and beautiful
Yet I dream of past loves
Strong arms around me banishing the passage of time
Soft, full lips create waves of pleasure that I ride effortlessly through the night
Synthesis of bodies and souls
A Tsunami of ecstasy
Daybreak brings harsh reality
There is a vessel beside me, but it leaves me adrift
I am a lone swimmer in an infinite sea
Merely treading water until nightfall
Waiting for the sweet embrace of darkness