Home Soon

I answered the phone and right away recognized that raspy voice.  It was him calling from the other side of the world where he was for work; so very far away.  “Good morning babe,” he said with a yawn.

I glanced at the clock and saw it was about four o’clock in the afternoon.  Doing fast time math in my head I said, “Good morning.  Don’t you have to be at work in a half an hour?”

“Nah, I’ve got an hour.  Don’t have to be there until seven today.”

“I’ve missed you.  It is so nice to hear your voice.  I can tell that you JUST woke up by that gruffness in your voice… makes me really miss ALL of you.”

“You know we are going to make up for lost time when I come home next week.  You can have me as many mornings, afternoons and nights as you want.”

“I plan on it darling.  I took time off from work even.  This has been a long six months.”

“Well you know I love you babe, but I have to go.  I promised a couple of the guys from work a McDonald’s Japanese breakfast.  I miss you.”

“I miss you too hon. And love you to the ends of the earth.  Good-bye.”

“Bye.”

I hung up the phone with a tear dropping on my cheek.  Told myself this bonus check would be worth it.  And lightly touched my stomach.  “Don’t worry baby, Daddy will be home soon to meet you.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – raspy

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Sunday Afternoon

His touch is electrical

Buzzing through my body

His scent intoxicating

Leaving me dizzy

His lips on fire

Burning my very soul

Our bodies pulse in time

Matching rhythm to rhythm

A boring Sunday afternoon

Turns into an explosion of feelings

Leaving me nearly exhausted

But feeling oh so very alive

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – alive

Morning Routine

I watch you stretch and yawn

Your early morning voice mesmerizes me

A little bit sleepy, slow and deeper than usual

I lay in bed as you move around the room

To the dresser, then to the shower

And I watch you undress

Every movement you make touches my heart

I am in awe of the fact you’re mine

And I hope I never lose this simple love

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – movement

When I Am With You

You touch me gently

I hesitate

You kiss me softly

I hesitate

You take me in your arms

I imagine

You kiss my neck

I imagine

You hold me tighter

I anticipate

You kiss me passionately

I anticipate

You lead me to the bed

I dream

You begin to undress me

I dream

You explore all that I am

I succumb

You encompass me in passion

I succumb

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – hesitate

Losses

There seems to be a loss,

A dearth if you will,

Of passion in our life.

I don’t know if you don’t care

Or if you have just grown tired.

All I know is I miss your touch

And your attention.

I feel alone so much of the time

Even when you are here.

Is there any way to save us

Or is the loss too great to overcome?

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – dearth