deepundergroundpoetry.com
When...
When my muse calls
I answer
She wishes to be
My private dancer
Longs for the romancer
To romance her
So I oblige
I Obey
Because
It’s the way
I convey
My affection
The way
I relay
Her perfection
She summons
My erection
From its slumber
Wanting to enter
The center
Of her love
Personified
Like I’ve died
And gone to heaven
That feeling of being
Given a gift
Of life
Once again I’m reborn
When...
I receive her love again
I answer
She wishes to be
My private dancer
Longs for the romancer
To romance her
So I oblige
I Obey
Because
It’s the way
I convey
My affection
The way
I relay
Her perfection
She summons
My erection
From its slumber
Wanting to enter
The center
Of her love
Personified
Like I’ve died
And gone to heaven
That feeling of being
Given a gift
Of life
Once again I’m reborn
When...
I receive her love again
Published 5th May 2018
| Edited 6th May 2018
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3
reading list entries 0
comments 5
reads 635
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
5th May 2018 11:37pm
5th May 2018 11:41pm
Lol, I’m a glutton for punishment! I was just messing around. I wrote this really quickly, after waking up from a nap.
6th May 2018 00:49am
This one does have a half awake ... half a sleep feel to it ... in a good way. Sprinkle of rhyme here and there ... just the way I like it ... still fishing for her picture ... and now ... her phone number ... you are ... relentless ...
6th May 2018 1:06am
6th May 2018 12:37pm
