A Poem by Andreakimberlyn


Author: Andreakimberlyn
Created: March 28, 2018 at 11:08 pm
Upload Type: Poem, G (All)  
Category: Free Verse | Erotica | General/Other
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Evocation of Erato

Evocation of Erato


Emanate these tangled memories,


Detangle diction:


Together intertwined


Decisive desire


Drugging me


Inhaling your essence


In every sense


With every sense


Your scent, comforting


Your voice, sensual, all knowing delvilry


Your body, alluring, alchemizing


Under your gaze


I think of nothing


But you.


 


You


Fall onto me


Come into me


I close my eyes


Ranting remembrances


 


Your lips


Pressed


Against mine


Opening my mouth


Taking you in,


Fucking infatuation,


Can I write you out of memory


Into poetry?


The first time,


The dew of


Anticipation


As I clung to your hand,


When our lips touched,


The wind meeting the depths of the ocean


Your tongue in my mouth


Made me quiver


New discovery


Forcing me to breath


My body to life,


This desire is death.


 


I am not commanded


I am free to do,


But yet, you are in my head,


Can I write you out?


Some days I’m


Successful,


Today I write my


Desire


For you out on paper


Wanting to leave it there,


A separate page,


But not wanting to close the book.


 


I want to feel you


Touch you


Again and again,


I’m too honest


I want too ardently


I despise wanting

What I cannot


have.


 


In every way.


I want you gently


The pond rippling under the wind on a spring day.


I want you deeply


The wind and river raging in rapids of lust.


I want you more


A tidal wave that raises with and in the wind


Crashing down hard, violent, relentless


 


I want you falling on me


Gentle rain


 Sliding down and dissolving into me.


A flurry of snowflakes


Melting into me,


Hail pounding in the


Wind


Hitting hard


Flipping over and

destroying,


I want to raise up


A conquering


As the wind whips through the trees


Climbing hills


Bending the grasses


Over,


Aimless wandering up and


Down the prairie.


 


Alas,


The desire is mine

alone.


But its good


To finally feel


And move in freedom.


I don’t need you


I can write you out


Desire,


But, do I want to?

       (and can I really?) 



Last Modified: March 28, 2018 at 11:42 pm
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