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What Strikes at My Heart with Fear
Do I dare share with you my love this secret
The thing above all else that fills me with fear at this moment
Leaves me feeling so petrified and frightened
Like the little boy I once was so very long ago
Would it make you lose respect, think me weak
Cause me to fall from esteem in your eyes
I'm sure you could try to guess, figure it out
Maybe it was going to war, surrounded by danger
Perhaps you would go with failure, being unmasked
Revealing all of this self-doubt and uncertainty
Wrestling with my own mortality, the stalking of death
Wondering if my life had purpose or that God would approve
Then again it could be the thought of losing a loved one
Or falling out of love or being discarded for another
While all good hunches, none are the truth
You see it's something happening more often than you think
It is the moment after bliss, while I am still coupled with you
As I feel my strength, my manhood soften, la petite morte
For then I am naked, vulnerable, and scared
Lying helpless in your arms, overwhelmed
Drowning in feelings and sensations that I normally tamp down
Now a swim in a great ocean of emotionality, fighting heaving waves
Thankfully you are always there with me, holding me tight
Gently caressing my back and shoulders, soothing me
It is only just now that it dawns on me, goosebump realization
That you have known this all along and even love me deeply for it
The thing above all else that fills me with fear at this moment
Leaves me feeling so petrified and frightened
Like the little boy I once was so very long ago
Would it make you lose respect, think me weak
Cause me to fall from esteem in your eyes
I'm sure you could try to guess, figure it out
Maybe it was going to war, surrounded by danger
Perhaps you would go with failure, being unmasked
Revealing all of this self-doubt and uncertainty
Wrestling with my own mortality, the stalking of death
Wondering if my life had purpose or that God would approve
Then again it could be the thought of losing a loved one
Or falling out of love or being discarded for another
While all good hunches, none are the truth
You see it's something happening more often than you think
It is the moment after bliss, while I am still coupled with you
As I feel my strength, my manhood soften, la petite morte
For then I am naked, vulnerable, and scared
Lying helpless in your arms, overwhelmed
Drowning in feelings and sensations that I normally tamp down
Now a swim in a great ocean of emotionality, fighting heaving waves
Thankfully you are always there with me, holding me tight
Gently caressing my back and shoulders, soothing me
It is only just now that it dawns on me, goosebump realization
That you have known this all along and even love me deeply for it
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