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Insecurity
I have not
Done what you expected
of me
and for that I
A p o l o g i s e
My apologies are
empty epithanies
Your eyes scream pain
When I last saw you
2 years ago now
You came to greet me
my grandmother's house
was our secret getaway
I said nothing
Eyes glued to my phone
trying to contact the man I
loved then.
& I walked away
having smoked a cigarette
Knowing you hated it
Knowing you hated me
Forever?
You said 'Forever'
& my God
I thought I'd
love you for always
Move to your town
have your children
but I didn't like the notion
of competition,
I didn't want to fight
for attention.
I was too old then
I'm too old now
My body is a temple
The Flames of your tongue
never got to worship
My thighs the gateway
to some sort of sordid paradise
which hold 'I love you's' a little
too close.
You never asked
to explore that gateway
And I
was too young
when we met
to care about
how your eyes danced
to their own melody
drinking in the entity
of my skin.
You held me
taught me how
to love with innocence
Taught my heart
how to swim with
sharks.
Without telling me
they liked the scent
of scarlet blood.
Done what you expected
of me
and for that I
A p o l o g i s e
My apologies are
empty epithanies
Your eyes scream pain
When I last saw you
2 years ago now
You came to greet me
my grandmother's house
was our secret getaway
I said nothing
Eyes glued to my phone
trying to contact the man I
loved then.
& I walked away
having smoked a cigarette
Knowing you hated it
Knowing you hated me
Forever?
You said 'Forever'
& my God
I thought I'd
love you for always
Move to your town
have your children
but I didn't like the notion
of competition,
I didn't want to fight
for attention.
I was too old then
I'm too old now
My body is a temple
The Flames of your tongue
never got to worship
My thighs the gateway
to some sort of sordid paradise
which hold 'I love you's' a little
too close.
You never asked
to explore that gateway
And I
was too young
when we met
to care about
how your eyes danced
to their own melody
drinking in the entity
of my skin.
You held me
taught me how
to love with innocence
Taught my heart
how to swim with
sharks.
Without telling me
they liked the scent
of scarlet blood.
Published 18th Mar 2017
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18th Mar 2017 2:00pm
18th Mar 2017 2:55pm
Anonymous
18th Mar 2017 3:46pm
Bravo! my pretty pleasant one, Bravo. Love it, now ive spikes coming through
my spine. Much to contemplate on.
my spine. Much to contemplate on.
18th Mar 2017 4:23pm
😍I live for your comments AND your poetry. You never cease to make me smile. Thank you so much!
This made me think over an entire
specific time in my life, Sh**!
I 'have a nourishing admiration and
respect growing for this one
Splayed and Dissected
-Howlings
specific time in my life, Sh**!
I 'have a nourishing admiration and
respect growing for this one
Splayed and Dissected
-Howlings
18th Mar 2017 7:19pm
Anonymous
18th Mar 2017 7:32pm
This is actually one of the better pieces of erotica I've read in a long time. Clever and poignant with some great imagery. The last two stanzas are particularly wonderful.
Thank you for the read. And restoring my faith in the category a little.
Thank you for the read. And restoring my faith in the category a little.
18th Mar 2017 7:41pm
You've restored my faith in my own work; thank you very much for your read, attention & thoughtful comment. It didn't start out as a piece of erotica, maybe that's the trick. Starting somewhere and ending somewhere else. Words are powerful and manipulating little things, aren't they? Thank you again.
18th Mar 2017 8:23pm
Such a power filled piece. Love the second to last stanza...just pulls this piece over the top.
18th Mar 2017 8:41pm
Thank you so much for your time and thoughtful comment! much appreciated!
18th Mar 2017 8:41pm
Thank you so much for your time and thoughtful comment! much appreciated!
19th Mar 2017 3:52am
"My body is a temple
The Flames of your tongue
never got to worship
My thighs the gateway
to some sort of sordid paradise
which hold 'I love you's' a little
too close." > these lines are pure artistry
You have a beautiful pen, lady
I'm slowly getting addicted to your words!
The Flames of your tongue
never got to worship
My thighs the gateway
to some sort of sordid paradise
which hold 'I love you's' a little
too close." > these lines are pure artistry
You have a beautiful pen, lady
I'm slowly getting addicted to your words!
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