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Take your clothes off
Oh, this isn't about love
I stopped believing in that some time ago.
This is about contact, about touching
And being touched by someone.
Because your body will grant me
Absolution, a temporary solution
To everything that ails me.
Between heartbeats and sharp breaths
Don't catch any feelings, and if you do,
Be sure not to let me know.
If you do decide to tell me, I'll only
Disappoint you, I'll disappear.
This never was about commitment,
The desires that brought me here
Were bred out of too many lonely nights
And after when I've come close to caring
I'll retreat back into that darkness.
So shut up, stop thinking, and take off
Your clothes, let me feel your body and
Act like lovers, enjoying some temporary
Pleasure before we succumb to our
Usual hurting and hopeless ways.
What a brilliant poem about a
What a brilliant poem about a most difficult emotional situation. I wish this poem had existed in my early twenties, it would have enormously helped me to figure things out.
Starward
Stop thinking & take off your clothes
Stop thinking & take off your clothes
Truly nothing comes to mind after that
Great stressbuster this lovemaking act
Excellent musepoem dear Diamond
©bishu
Brought Me To Tears
This one is powerful - females equate love making with love - conditined to it by all those love songs. The rawness of your callous heart portrayed (out of lonliness hit home) was exquisitly reality based - allets -
Awww, not trying to make
Awww, not trying to make anyone cry.
Long days and pleasant nights
Diamond