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lovers' tempest
‘Me, poor man, my library
was dukedom large enough.’ (The Tempest, Shakespeare)
my library is the province of my poems. among the browsers
were women who saw the quietly desperate man behind blue
tales of broken hearts & erotic cinemas that ended in regret.
together we went bravely to cyber-sexual jungles where the
winds howled & the rains turned savannahs to silk & mud,
to hide our sordid dialogues. & when the tempest subsided,
it was over. they were lovers, such as they were,
who loved me without loving.
‘Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.’
our passions, hers & mine, effloresce in our poetry. I craved a
mistress, & she took the position, most often on her hands &
knees. we are kindred of lustful hearts & sexual adventure,
roaming indiscreetly into hedon’s tight wet holes. yet we strive
to temper our pornography with romance.
‘Awake, dear heart, awake. Thou hast slept well. Awake’
the corridors of loneliness are dark, & in that darkness we
travailed, among the legion of the lost. we exposed ourselves,
naked of body & soul, & seduced our wanton desires with
pretend embraces & make believe kisses. with torches &
lanterns we hunted love, & found that love is a dream.
it is only a dream…
(Art: Henry Talbot)
Published 10th Oct 2016
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John your tempest poetry is seductive as ever blowing down the walls of my heart..
love Crim
love Crim
10th Oct 2016 1:49am
So beautiful,John,pretend embraces and make believe kisses;the dreams of love that we chase.
I cry for those dreams,forever hunting....
Breathtaking poetry
I cry for those dreams,forever hunting....
Breathtaking poetry
10th Oct 2016 10:28pm
11th Oct 2016 00:53am
20th Oct 2016 4:52am
The parallel phrases with your words and Billy Shakes were very interesting and well done. A very deep write, John, proving once again that the best in erotica does more than just bare clothes but parts of our souls as well. Nicely written !
