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Off The Cuff - Chuck's Poems
CellarDweller:
Hey y'all!
Decided to neaten up my blog a bit, so I'm copying my poems here. As of this date, any and all poems that I write will be placed here.
Looking forward to responses and feedback, so don't hold back! Let me know what ones you like, and what ones you don't.
I'm not moving anyones comments from the original blog, so as to not interrupt any convos that took place, so if you've already commented on them there, don't feel pressured to move them here, they are fine where they are.
CellarDweller:
The Empty Frame
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I wake up, and turn off the alarm
look at the pictures in my room
all the friends that are around me
and the empty frame
waiting to be filled
I drive to work, and look to my right
at the empty passenger seat of my car
wishing there was an indentation in it
from where someone was sitting
I walk through my day at work
processing paperwork
while the woman at the desk next to me
is making dinner plans with her husband
and I have to go to other people's desks
and see pics of wives and husbands
I go to the park for my jog
and work up a sweat
as I watch couples hand in hand
taking in the sunset
while I run by unnoticed
My family is away, so I make myself dinner
for one
and listen to mindless chatter on tv
no messages from friends on my machine
they are all busy
with their husbands or wives
I sign onto my personal ads online
and go through the replies
another rejection....oh well
there's always tomorrow
Getting into the bed
sliding between cold sheets
even a single bed can feel like a king size
when you are alone in it
set the alarm and look at the empty frame
wondering when I'll have a pic
to put in it.
CellarDweller:
In the Shadows
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In the shadows is where I stand
As I hold my heart in hand
Wishing you would come to see
That what you want is here with me
I make you laugh, I make you smile
We talk for hours, we walk for miles
You tell me dreams, you tell me plans
But what I want is to be your man
Good times for us would never end
But when you see me, you see "friend"
For you, I feel there is no other
But you say I'm like a brother
So I hold back how I feel
not being 100% real
'Cause I'd rather have you as a friend
Than scare you off in the end
Some days it's fine, don't really care
That it's just friendship we share
And other days, well, let's just say
I wish you'd come around to stay.
In the shadows is where I stand
As I hold my heart in hand
I sense you are a special guy
But waiting for you makes my heart cry
CellarDweller:
The Crush
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It seems the crush I had on you
Has finally reached an end
For me to say feelings go on
Would only be pretend
It was a crazy time for me
To that, I will not lie
I used to wonder “why not me?”
Stay up at night and cry
You had no idea I felt this way
I never let it show
I kept the feelings to myself
So that you wouldn’t know
I’ve opened up my eyes, quite wide
And finally see the light
And realize now that us ‘hooking up’
Just would not have been right
I prayed to God every night
That you’d let some feelings show
Now I see He answered those prayers
But what he said was “No”.
But that’s ok, I’m not “crushed”
Though some might think I’ll be
We’re two very different people
I’ve finally come to see
I hope the man you’ve fallen for
Loves you until “the end”
And you’ll always have a place in my heart
Because I call you friend.
CellarDweller:
Night visitor
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Your face above mine
as we lay in the bed
Your eyes convey messages
that for now are unsaid
you move closer and I feel
your weight on my chest
whiskers tickling my neck
this feeling's the best
your hands on my shoulders
and then they're on the move
you're a man on a mission
with something to prove
I can smell your musk
your scent makes me high
Your lips on my lips
your hands on my thigh
and then they move over
and I feel your grip
Your motions are sure
and I bite my lip
I feel like I'm going
into overload
and then, next to us
a sound does explode
I sit up in bed
to see you are not here
and the sound of the dj
is filling my ear.
That PHUCKIN' alarm clock!
Aww man, the sheets are sticky now!
;) ;D
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