So this is a poem I wrote about a year and 1/2 ago. A bit adult content, just a bit. I've been afraid to post it because I don't want any ":-O CRYSTAL!!!" responses but what the heck. Life is about ruffling a few feathers so... ENJOY! and let me know what you think :-)
Internal Tide
Eyes, lips, hips and fingertips.
Whispers in ears, orgasmic tears,
Hiding your fears because lust wears the royal robes
Robes that are discarded although they should stay on
Discarded robes that spawn the dawn of new spawn
Robes that would be more glorious if they were worn
Out to dinner………
Father I am a sinner,
My endurance is wearing thinner as I gasp for breath
Dripping beads of sweat
I am wet……..
Because I drowned my self
And because I drowned myself
I am dead.
Hands, feet other things as they meet
They delete the from your mind
Any thought that is kind to the chaste
All the haste that you build for the taste of skin
Just to win the race
What a waste…..
Such a beautiful face
That makes my heart race over the mountain
Rushing towards the fountain
The blood in my head thumping
Like the clock on the wall counting, counting, counting
1…2….3….4…
I want more, I want more
And then I realize, that I do want more than just to settle the score
And although my desires are raw, they have one fatal flaw
They do not control me you see.
I am like a tree
Where I put down roots,
It’s there I’ll bear fruit
And to boot though you’re cute
You are still very much,
Just a youth.
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