- Erotic Poetry
- Absence of Desire
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Click hereLike the ebb and flow of tides on the sea,
He rocks in and out of me.
In my mind, I lie on the sandy beach
Staring blankly at the waves, trying in vain to reach...what?
I feel nothing.
I turn my head, hiding my tears from prying eyes.
He knows something's wrong, sees the pain I can't disguise
But what can he do? He feels as helpless as I.
We grind and thrust to no end, I silently cry.
I am lost.
Go ahead and come, I tell him with my gaze.
His concern is evident even as his hips raise
Against mine. His eyes ask: What about you?
The familiar lie: It's all right, do what you have to do.
I feel cheated.
He is free to move, pounding towards release.
I have no choice but to hang on, waiting for him to cease
And I weep inside for all I miss,
I drown in the sorrow that begins from the first kiss...
I am numb.
- COMMENTS
Wow! I love that! I've talked to so many women friends who have tried to explain that feeling, and you just told me all I needed to know in a few lines.
Wow... not often is a perspective so clearly understood in short bursts of emotion. The view as seen through her eyes - like a memory - yearning to experience something unknown ... something deserved and endlessly deprived... I truely felt the deepened sorrow... the unyielding questions as to why so lost... so painfully alone...
I read your words and saw myself. Each tear you shed was one I too have shed. The whispered. . ."It's okay, is the same one I have whispered too." Kiss my friend. ~ Red
Yeah I can relate to this one. I been ther done that and this poem really touches home.