A Poem: ‘This Place That’s Filled With You’

So, in my youth, I was desperate for a truly deep and committed relationship. I never really found it then. My life was full of haphazard affairs and less than loyal women who were in it less for the relationship than for a quick means of forgetting that OTHER guy who was always more charming, awesome, cool, and manly. Generally, THAT guy would have left them for some other lady, but, of course, that’s what men did then, yes? And so I kept dreaming of that perfect relationship. That one love that would never leave and I’d be complete because she’d love me for me and not tolerate me as a minor replacement until the next manly stud came along. Happy to say that I finally found that one perfect love and I’ve been married to her for the last going on seven years and together for twelve.

Yet, for the decades before then, I was pretty much the lonely fellow always looking in all the wrong places. Then one night I had this especially vivid dream that I didn’t want to wake up from. But wake up I did. And the one I was supposed to be with was not yet there. Alas, another empty night and empty bed with an empty room catering a throbbing head! …After a hangover that is, not… well… moving on!

Enjoy this little poem I wrote after waking up that night! Fortunately, I’m no longer quite as whiny as I was then. I told my wife sometimes I feel like that one poetic character Brendan Fraser played in Bedazzled for one scene. Everything just made me tearbend! It’s so beautiful! Anyhow, the poem!

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THIS PLACE THAT’S FILLED WITH YOU

Darkness surrounds me as your image fades

Sweat sticks upon this fragile body as it thumps up

I wake up and find you’re gone

Your scent lingers on