A Cold Fog

A Cold Fog by Cheryl Marlene.

A Cold Fog

When my desire to feel a man’s finger trace my spine,

to feel his lips on mine, to bring him pleasure in return –

when this desire goes unfulfilled,

the act of self-pleasure hangs like a cold fog on my heart.

I know that I could find release in a shadowed place

with whatever randy many I can find.

But this does nothing to lift the fog and brings its own disappointment

in the deeper need going once again unmet.

I tire of putting on a bright face to the lonely ache and

trying to dress up desire in the designer clothes of diversionary activity.

As I’ve said before I don’t feel needy in the sense of completion.

I am complete.

I am beautiful.

I am worthy of deep, pungent, wild, loving desire.

Not really solace or reassurance.

But I do know:  soon.

He will appear, and he will be drawn to trace and nibble.

On me, here, now.

By |2018-06-14T15:27:43+00:00June 23rd, 2018|Poetry, Spiritual365|Comments Off on A Cold Fog

About the Author:

Cheryl Marlene, Spiritual Guide in and beyond the Akashic Records, is the author of several award-winning books on the Akashic Records and the spiritual journey, and offers the most intensive path of learning in the Akashic Records called the Sage Path. With more than 20 years of experience with the Akashic Records, Cheryl offers a profound perspective which elegantly describes the spiritual energy dynamics of the Akashic Records as the soul's spiritual practice. Cheryl works with clients and students around the world and is highly regarded for her clarity, integrity and compassion.