December 13, 2010

Captive of my own emotions, victim to my full desire.
Enslaved to wield this growing passion, a task from which I never tire.

Longing for the unattainable, lusting after the forbidden.
In the simplicity of the enigma, our love remains secret and hidden.

Tugging at my sanity, your memory beckons and calls.
A ghosting touch, a whispered name; the lullaby enthralls.

We will be together soon, my love, to steal a night once more.
Reassuring all truth, repressing all doubt, as you have done before.

The prolonged wait turns sweeter the softened kiss.
Hungrier is the passioned, greater is the bliss.

Poisoned is the tryst, bittersweet the memory does taint.
Burdened with this separation but refreshed with your taste, memories to recall and await.
To recall, and await.

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on Jan. 13 2011 at 3:52 pm
WhenDreamsBecomeNightmares SILVER, Commack, New York
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thank you.

Abby96 BRONZE said...
on Jan. 12 2011 at 8:09 pm
Abby96 BRONZE, Leesburg, Virginia
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Great poem!


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