AFTERMATH

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six slick inches of pure potent pleasure

held tightly against me like a newly

unearthed treasure

immense heat reflects like lasers from such

passionate sea green eyes

a purely masculine chest depresses then

heavingly manages again to desperately rise

out of breath and out of time

step into my awaiting arms

dear love I feel so sensual and sublime

you are much too modest for even reverence sake

on your most considerate of compassion

I lay my claim and full personal stake

your recent silence makes me take a closer look

at past opinions and see a need for further

extended revisions

my logic over my ego holds private council over my

future made decisions

when you touch me like smoldering embers

everyone knows precludes the fevered flame

this current confusion makes even torture seem

almost tame

so tell me man babe of mine am I in the big picture

concerning your future plans or just a pleasurable

fading memory from a past excursion

I never dreamed I could mean so little to the one

who means so much

was I really only just a small diversion

tell me your part taken in the sins being slowly

exposed

or are you afraid you'll find yourself with them

juxtaposed

you can't really expect me to continue on in this

uncertain limbo

you can't emotionally manipulate me like I'm some

brainless bimbo

I'm not giving you some kind of butchered up

ultimatum

but if you know of any serious issues that we need to discuss

now would be the best time to be stating them........

(written Feb 6,1991)

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