Underneath a Glance

God but the want!

Like broken bones

and skin of pain.

Wish for

numb

but it won't be un-done

that want

sits

still.



The knees shaking

the breath humming

the thoughts fleeting

with the needs

seething.

And when

when

when can I begin

to feel you, taste you, want you

again.



When will deviant

desire

finally bridge

the gap that sits

there like an empty space.

Yet thoughts replace

you

next to

my face.



Can’t seem to shed

the body fit,

make it

stop,

drop

to my knees, say please

and I am there

for you to heal

for you to feel.



Pretend

a knowing smile

plays upon my lips

to break a silence

shush me with your fingertips.

It's ok

I'll say

wish all the risk away

and the shame

moaning my name

will fade with the lust

removable as dust.

Gone too soon

is the breath

that quickens

the humming that shakes

the want that makes

my nerves break.



Oh but

I can't initiate

So still

and silent

I wait.

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Karyn Indursky's picture

I've written some Erotic poems similiar to this. People are reading it and they think it's happening until at the end they realize it's a fantasy or daydream or whatever. You did a wonderful job at showing how a look isn't always just a look, but an expression of sexual desires.

Michael Record's picture

I like this one. It gives an overall feel of want and need while at the same time displaying an angry rightoeus resignation. I enjoyed the feel it creates more than the actual language - which was mostly good. I didnt like the sudden use of rhyming couplets in stanza 5 though, broke the previous flow too heavilly in my opinion.

Nice one Mary. I think i can guess who/what this is about.