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Throw away kiss

    
       
Staring off into a vast empty void          
left by a man who I hadn't a clue      
how badly I wanted until he showed me          
The intensity within that desire      
he blossomed inside me,         
burns for him         
          
Even at this very moment          
I suspect it always will          
         
I'm aflame for him, always          
         
Reading his words          
slays me through to my very core          
I fight like hell the immediate and immense impulse to run after him until my lungs scream out in agony, begging him to make me his      
~His~              
To have him possess me and me alone.              
The uniquely physical response to merely his words has my poor body shivering all over              
             
Desperate, aching and utterly ashamed.              
              
How will I ever be the same?....          
             
"Please remain slightly within my orbit if I need you"    
   
My pathetic heart begs me to say,                
Luckily my pride cements my lips.              
My own disgrace mine to keep            
             
What's left secretly known is that I need him           
with every breath I take.              
               
My pussy is attuned solely to him, alone.              
               
(Traitor that she is.)              
               
I've spent more lonely moments than I care to admit pleasuring my needy cunt to him,              
only now to pay the price    
   
He's savvy, my obsession and my heart's hurt      
       
I have to forget him      
I should forget him      
I want to forget him      
I wish I never met him      
       
Knowing better              
I still fail my poor shattered soul's obvious expectation    
—However destroyed              
               
I thank him for the kindness and generosity of thought, contemptible in it's absolute        
         
         
I take his last throw away kiss
       ...... and save it in my pocket      
       
       
       
              
   
Bluevelvete
Written by Bluevelvete
Published | Edited 22nd Sep 2020
Author's Note
A tale as old as time. Love lost.
I selected honest criticism, just be kind... But I think I can take it
Best, Blu
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