Legends of Belariath

Ubique et Hic

Pathetic Dark Elf

I turned around to an empty bed,

And nothing but screaming in my head,

My body ached and you weren't near,

My body, quenched, when you were here,

I turned over to run my fingers through space,

Left this morning with the memory of your face,

Sighing, I couldn't get out of bed,

These silly thoughts were ruling my head,

What it would be to have you forever,

To know you were mine, always together,

The color of your eyes, the color of your skin,

The taste of your cock, the taste of my sin,

I sighed, quiet, soft subtle sound,

I know you will never always be around,

How you lust for everything you see,

I am one, and I am just me,

A simple Dark Elf, no splendor or wonder,

I haven't the strength to drag you under,

I cast no spells, I do no dance,

I caught your eye by fluke, by chance,

And you turned to me to give me a kiss,

You ignored my glare, my every hiss,

Without trying, you told me, I was wooed,

And with pleasure and pain, I was desperately screwed,

What I wouldn't give to do it again,

To lay beneath you in pleasure and pain,

Writhing on dirt, writhing in your arms,

Your lusting kisses, forceful and warm,

Your groin against my privacy, sexy and hot,

The second we touched, all sensibility I forgot,

Your choice of gods, I did not abide,

But yet I lay there, and you opened me wide,

Your choice of culture I could not condone,

And yet, beneath you, I lay wanting, prone,

Never your servant, only a lover,

Now I awaken, and you're with another,

This loneliness my dark heart couldn't know,

This does not happen in the dark and the cold,

My fingers touch where someone could be,

No one is here, next to me,

The blue of morning comes into the sky,

And soon the sun will shine, and night will die,

Take with you, sweet night, what I try to forget,

Take him with you, like we never met…

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