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Click hereWill you still be here tomorrow,
Lying snugly by my side,
Or was our love a coat to borrow,
A room to rent, a taxi ride?
In your giving of such rapture
Did you give yourself to me,
Or is your love too fleet for capture
By one who craves its constancy?
Will the daybreak gild our faces
In it golden, glowing tint,
Or will these be love's only traces:
That scent of sex, this pillow-print?
As I ride each blissful coming,
Will I arch against your jaws,
Or lie alone, two fingers strumming,
Pretending that my hand is yours?
I enjoyed your poem. It reminded me of Carole King's "Will You Love Me Tomorrow". Intimacy on that level with another brings with it an inherent fear of abandonment. Poetry such as yours is a great medium for exploring and expressing this. I commend you and look forward to reading more.
those 2 heathen bitches in the Poetry forum always whining about 'anonymous" but where is there judgmental attitude when "anonymous" leaves a GOOD comment? ABSENT, like their brains...and yes, I am referring to that sorry excuse for a moderator they have now.
I liked your poem, assign me annonymous, too
Five stars, but shouldn't it be "in its golden..."? And the last line, not quite right, I think.