You plague my dreams.
It’s my fault, I know.
Thoughts of you infest my waking hours.
Last night
You professed your love....
In a dream.
You alluded to marriage.
I awaited the proposal,
But awoke before you had the chance.
Previous nights
We've spent my dreaming hours
Simply getting to know each other;
An obvious heat building beneath the surface.
I look forward to my dreaming hours
When I get the opportunity
To be with you as only I can be.
For reality forbids it.
I wonder if you dream of me, too
If we mutually meet in secret
To live out our true desires
And shamelessly allow ourselves
To feel what we feel.
Outside of my dreams
In the harsh light of reality
You have a quiet and private air about you
Not like the contemplative romantic
I’ve met in my dreams.
Therefore I will look forward to
Our nightly rendezvous
And allow myself to love you
In secret as I dream.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
A Crush
You have a mystique about you.
Quiet and devilishly handsome.
I know you and yet I don't.
I want to know you, but probably shouldn't.
This crush, I have carried quietly
for years now.
I'd enjoy the view from afar
never knowing how to engage you.
We did not travel in the same circles.
You were never aware of me.
Our circles have become linked by a common interest.
You know me now, and yet you don't.
Allow me to bask in your quiet presence a while
so we may know each other better.
For a crush is based on looks and assumptions.
Disillusion me with your true self
so I may crush no more.
Instead, let it be replaced
with a genuine fondness of you.
Quiet and devilishly handsome.
I know you and yet I don't.
I want to know you, but probably shouldn't.
This crush, I have carried quietly
for years now.
I'd enjoy the view from afar
never knowing how to engage you.
We did not travel in the same circles.
You were never aware of me.
Our circles have become linked by a common interest.
You know me now, and yet you don't.
Allow me to bask in your quiet presence a while
so we may know each other better.
For a crush is based on looks and assumptions.
Disillusion me with your true self
so I may crush no more.
Instead, let it be replaced
with a genuine fondness of you.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Spell
Tormented by rapture for days on end
mind spinning in unrealistic circles.
Torn between right and wrong
there was only one true choice.
Mercifully, the spell is broken.
mind spinning in unrealistic circles.
Torn between right and wrong
there was only one true choice.
Mercifully, the spell is broken.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Afterthoughts
Perhaps it was your playful spirit
that caught my attention.
The hope of finding a friend
outside of my gilded cage
that I could confide in and be myself with.
Playfullness led to flirting
Flirting led to honesty
Honesty led to desire
We crossed no lines
We committed no sins
But a part of me knows better
My heart strayed
My mind thought of nothing else but you
The passions we might share
My heart would leap every time
I caught your way of looking at me;
like admiring a fine work of art.
What might I do should I see you again?
Be overcome with rapture?
Smother you with kisses?
Could I control myself?
.....I don't think I'd want to.
that caught my attention.
The hope of finding a friend
outside of my gilded cage
that I could confide in and be myself with.
Playfullness led to flirting
Flirting led to honesty
Honesty led to desire
We crossed no lines
We committed no sins
But a part of me knows better
My heart strayed
My mind thought of nothing else but you
The passions we might share
My heart would leap every time
I caught your way of looking at me;
like admiring a fine work of art.
What might I do should I see you again?
Be overcome with rapture?
Smother you with kisses?
Could I control myself?
.....I don't think I'd want to.
Labels:
Erotic Poetry,
Fantasies,
Forbidden Love,
Longing,
Lust,
Passion
A Painful Mourning
I wake with the knowledge that you have moved on.
The hopes that a night's rest would heal my hurting heart
are no match for the pain your news has caused me.
You're gone
Where I was once filled with lustful anticipation
for a passionate tryst
Is now filled by a sudden and deep wound
My eyes are a deep and overflowing well of emotion.
Unaware of the depth of my feelings for you;
your absence shows me the truth.
I may never see you again
and that realization pains my heart.
Though I will not seek you out
I will wonder if you miss me too.
The hopes that a night's rest would heal my hurting heart
are no match for the pain your news has caused me.
You're gone
Where I was once filled with lustful anticipation
for a passionate tryst
Is now filled by a sudden and deep wound
My eyes are a deep and overflowing well of emotion.
Unaware of the depth of my feelings for you;
your absence shows me the truth.
I may never see you again
and that realization pains my heart.
Though I will not seek you out
I will wonder if you miss me too.
Labels:
Broken Hearts,
Forbidden Love,
Longing,
Unrequited Love
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Truth Be Told
I want you
though I try to hide it
my eyes speak volumes when they meet yours
Pour me a glass of my truth serum
and watch it do its magic
as I reveal my secret thoughts about you
The wanting and the raw desire
to explore your body
clawing and biting my way to new heights of frenzied passion
An untamed animal threatens to break from its leash
best not to be caught alone while it's on the prowl
For this tiger stalks, waiting for the right moment to pounce.
I imagine our first kiss
impregnanted with hesitation and ripe with lust and desire.
Once the seal is broken, a wave of passion would sweep over us
hurdling us into euphoric ecstacy.
Truth be told,
my fantasies may be better than real life
Perhaps I'll never know for sure;
and I'll be left wanting forever more.
though I try to hide it
my eyes speak volumes when they meet yours
Pour me a glass of my truth serum
and watch it do its magic
as I reveal my secret thoughts about you
The wanting and the raw desire
to explore your body
clawing and biting my way to new heights of frenzied passion
An untamed animal threatens to break from its leash
best not to be caught alone while it's on the prowl
For this tiger stalks, waiting for the right moment to pounce.
I imagine our first kiss
impregnanted with hesitation and ripe with lust and desire.
Once the seal is broken, a wave of passion would sweep over us
hurdling us into euphoric ecstacy.
Truth be told,
my fantasies may be better than real life
Perhaps I'll never know for sure;
and I'll be left wanting forever more.
Labels:
Erotic Poetry,
Fantasies,
Forbidden Love,
Infatuation,
Longing,
Lust,
Passion,
Sensuality
Animal On the Loose
How can it be that in less than a month
I have been seduced by you?
You have me swooning and reeling
I never even thought you were that appealing
It must be that childlike aire about you
mixed with your sexy confidence
that makes me want to corner you
and teach you a thing or two
You have brought out my inner animal
and she is threatening to break the leash!
Vows be damned, you have awakened me!
I have been seduced by you?
You have me swooning and reeling
I never even thought you were that appealing
It must be that childlike aire about you
mixed with your sexy confidence
that makes me want to corner you
and teach you a thing or two
You have brought out my inner animal
and she is threatening to break the leash!
Vows be damned, you have awakened me!
Labels:
Erotic Poetry,
Fantasies,
Forbidden Love,
Lust,
Passion,
Sensuality
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