Not

Wanting you not wanting me

Perverse

Being had not having you

Was worse

Longing for the absence of

A touch

Finding what I wanted was

Too much

Dwelling in a place I don’t

Belong

Sleeping by your side it felt

So wrong

Waking far from you I was

Alone

Asking you to never take

Me home

Loving hating you is where

We are

Wallowing in sorrow how

Bizarre

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Author: thepoetautist

A Gay poet of fifty odd years who is currently living in Cambodia.

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