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Posted by Myndstorm on January 31, 2009 - 03:19

I close my eyes
And wish you gone
Truth a purgative
To fantasy
Black with lust
And hatred I ache
For freedom from
Your touch but ache
To feel it even more
Your lips disgust
And stoke me into
Frenzied ecstasy
My blood a mix
Of loving, loathing
And lethargy. Fingers
Long to soothe you
Stroke you
Strangle you
Lying with you
Lying to you
Crying as you sleep
Dying as you speak
I want you with me,
In me, away from me
To fuck you and
To fuck you
Violent angry orgiastic
Hateful happiness
From fingertip to follicle
I curse the day we locked
Our eyes but I’m thankful
In a waspish guise.

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Comments

tamara (not verified) | January 31, 2009 - 09:38

The power of emotions in this piece is incredible and again,I relate so much to this feeling.
'My blood a mix
of loving,loathing
And lethargy.'
Fantastic!

'From fingertip to follicle
I curse the day we locked
Our eyes but I'm thankful
In a wapish guise.'
In my eyes this piece is brilliant.

threeleafshamrock | January 31, 2009 - 12:14

This is more than a little special. An excellent piece of near perfection; one to revisit again and again. Congrats.

Chris X

Nathan Bednarek | February 1, 2009 - 11:26

This is a wonderful poem and I agree with Tamara- it's full of powerful emotions. Well done.

Nathan.