August MacGregor

Celebrating Sensuality. Intended for mature audiences, 18 and over


In That Song

it’s in hearing that song
that brings you back to the time
when you felt you lived
inside that song

its lyrics somehow
reflected what was going on
around you

the ache for things to be different
no matter how many prayers
your heart whispered,
they went unanswered

each prayer seeming more like
a shovel full of dirt
tossed to the side
to deepen the hole
in an attempt to bury your hopes

or maybe discover
water down there
to make a well

where you could stand
and listen to others
whisper down their prayers

you could softly answer
with that song
that wraps around them
and says the ache
is part of you

and it can help you treasure
the good times.

now the ache is a memory
among many memories
sweet and sad and precious
brought back by the melody

in that song.



There Is a Song

colorful smoke, by Bill Gracey (Flickr, Creative Commons)

Bill Gracey (Flickr, Creative Commons)

There is a song
Our bodies sing,
And we sing it together.

A song of longing,
To no longer be alone,
A lust for presence
Rather than absence,
A desire for understanding
Rather than indifference,
A want for love,
The kind of love
That looks deep inside
The other person,
At all the things
They wish were different,
And the love
Still beats strong,
Still carries on,
Still embraces back.

There is a song
Our bodies sing,
And we sing it together.

We sing it
As our hands clasp,
As our eyes meet
Across the room,
As we say
Each other’s name,
As we endure
The entanglements of life,
As we decide upon
The thousands
Of decisions
That must be made.

There is a song
Our bodies sing,
And we sing it together.


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