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Soul Searching
Once upon a time I was a warlock of words,
you would hear them, feel them, sense them,
my touch, my kiss, my caress could enter into your soul,
could reach right down into your very core of you,
to open up to caress to show how to let go once more,
To open up not just your heart but my own locked door
To let love, desire passion in again and...
open up our spirits our souls once more.
giving us the feelings of transcending emotions and desires,
Then the darkness came swallowing me, engulfing me injecting fear,
Now I wait for you, shall I allow you to enter meeting me there, finding me, knowing me there.
Can you reach inside me, fill the need the void and bring me back to life.....
you would hear them, feel them, sense them,
my touch, my kiss, my caress could enter into your soul,
could reach right down into your very core of you,
to open up to caress to show how to let go once more,
To open up not just your heart but my own locked door
To let love, desire passion in again and...
open up our spirits our souls once more.
giving us the feelings of transcending emotions and desires,
Then the darkness came swallowing me, engulfing me injecting fear,
Now I wait for you, shall I allow you to enter meeting me there, finding me, knowing me there.
Can you reach inside me, fill the need the void and bring me back to life.....
Published 7th Jul 2019
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Anonymous
7th Jul 2019 7:19pm
I felt this deeply.
7th Jul 2019 7:24pm
Thank you so much SoulzGirl I really appreciate that as its so personal to me it is me...
11th Jul 2019 2:36am
Holy hell, I'm with Soulz. I truly feel this one & feel it so very often, especially when I wish to write like crazy, but my muse works at her own pace. The words, thoughts, phrases, emotions; all come at varying times ... never cohesively(bitch🙄). I come here & see poems posted each day, sometimes in multiples..making me so jelly. I want to be that one to reach out & touch with words every day...I know it's different than not having any at all, but I'm selfish! Lol. I've also went longer periods than typical without words, years at one time...that grieving process...omg!
Then to have them fall short of pleasing to another, brings tears to my heart ; yes, my heart, because that's what I want. If not felt by senses, writing is useless. I feel like you are especially frustrated with the erotic genre, perhaps it's just touching one's soul through any words? Well, I feel & I'm convinced you still have those skills although you may not feel likewise... so I'm taking it with me. Sorry to be such a rambler, I can easily get deep & sucked in by the vortex
Then to have them fall short of pleasing to another, brings tears to my heart ; yes, my heart, because that's what I want. If not felt by senses, writing is useless. I feel like you are especially frustrated with the erotic genre, perhaps it's just touching one's soul through any words? Well, I feel & I'm convinced you still have those skills although you may not feel likewise... so I'm taking it with me. Sorry to be such a rambler, I can easily get deep & sucked in by the vortex
