He mounts himself before me
un-zips his stiff skin,
wraps his violent arms around me – to crush
against his ribs. I brush his chest,
boiling veins coil through me,
eyes bulge from my head.
His affection is silent. I see through
muscles and bone – his frail components.
They cannot move. He refuses.
I lay my soft nature over his void.
He is unaware. His nourishment is silent.
He moans. I am starved.
He is heavy in hand and heart, dangles his love on a brick,
then hits me with it. I swell – with thirst,
hungry for his deep devotion,
for his full, dark desire to tie me to him,
vein to vein,
lung to lung,
bone to bone
Nice writing! I liked it a lot!
Love the imagery. Makes me reflect on some of my personal experiences.
I really like this. Powerful indeed!
This is a very beautifully written depiction of dark love. It begins with one notion, but ends with a very different one. At first, I wanted to protect you and condemn him, but then I ended up simply grieving for your longing heart.
omg. so gorgeous.
forever? Incredible writing.
Forever sounded good at the time LOL
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In case you missed the pingback… this was so powerful, I had to show it to my readers, along with a link back here, to find more of your works….
This poem rocks, my dear…. it is as if someone took one of Keats or Shakespeare’s love sonnets & transformed it into a photographic reversal image, showing the dark side of love’s imagery, yet all the while maintaining the connection to the light…. brilliant….
Kudos, as usual, milady…. Your S.O. is a lucky man….
You are so wonderful. 🙂 I always appreciate your thought. Thank you for the comment and the lovely compliment!!
🙂 Thank you friend!
another great poem. thank you muy mucho.
Always look forward to hearing from you!