- Erotic Poetry
- I Am Tempted
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Temptation, a chisel driven.
A second choice… or chance?
Tempted, dancing with guilty jewels
Singing in pillared flames of looming remorse
Tempting is the crushed closeness
The hushed sighs and hums
Indecision. Near? Or Far.
There is little…there is less
Always, of time there is more.
Lonely hours spent alone. Celibate.
Tempted by a physical voice.
There is no thought of love.
Only a body of warmth to clutch.
There are few thoughts of choice.
Scattered like withered petals of trust.
My brain, too sharply keen with wisdom
Is numbed with desire.
Desire for unknown, for chance, and for mystery.
It cannot conceive, cannot fathom.
With contemplation, I am fraught.
I am tempted.
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