|I AM OF
by Jan Faust
Alone the Trumpet Fish forages in the coral
Solitary Trumpet Fish
Copyright © Lee Bell all rights
I am of simplicity and solitude.
Still, I have become weary of life alone. At night I lie alone in my bed aching
for the embrace of another person. Yet there is no one in my life who elicits
in me a feeling of contentment. The person for whom I look is not someone on
who I can lean. The person I look for, it is someone to walk beside me, hold
hands with and share my most inner struggles. This is not a physical need it is
one of spirituality. It is not a want for anything sexual. My need is akin to
the need of companionship. Still, this feeling is unmistakably skin hunger.
I am a solitarian person who is
uneased by the intrusion of inconvenience in my life. Having lived alone for
some twenty years fighting life's battles alone, with out the support of a
companion by my side to help buffer me from the day's unsought events, I am
prepared to change, ready to do some thing different, to accommodate bother. A
buddy of sorts is what I hope for. Sexuality has nothing to do with what I
suffer from, it is simply contact that I need.