- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Passion Disguised
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Hidden Passions
Madonna of perfection.
The world views the loving
mother with her brood.
But I hide from the
world who refuses to see
the woman inside of me
Divorcee of rejection,
between looks of pity and
praise of the inner strength
it took to leave.
Professional educator, all knowing
and faking the rest.
But the whore hides beneath
the practical clothes,
the passion simmers hotly
under the surface of my dreams.
I search the corners of my mind
for the outlet of
the rapture that eludes my touch.
Stolen moments of womanhood
riding the stallion to joy
A fantasy of stolen moments,
a secret fuck to make
the hated illusions disappear.
The hidden woman, fertile
imagination, won't be held back.
She pants her hunger
while waiting for the
opportunity to
hunt again.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 10 years agoMamaval's poem here is full of passion, anger, desire. I feel enflamed when I read it.
