Body Guard
w h i s p e r i n g
a song, a word, a tease
messages meant for many
lonely women
wounded birds flocked
promises of light, love eternal
cloaked in comfort, sexual innuendo
earthy pleasures
u n r e q u i t e d
sensual desires
a l w a y s d e n i e d
it’s been years
unbearable lonely years
how many sunrises
have I watched
without you
how many nights
have I lain alone
wishing you were near
that I might kiss your heartbeat
wishing I could stroke your hand
fill your soul with my love
the yearning I feel for you
o v e r w h e l m s
f a n t a s i e s
of how we would fill
every part of each other
play over and over
in my mind
body guard
make love to me
Lynda Filler 