- Non-Erotic Poetry
- 9:30 PM
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This was my initial processing and confusion over the abrupt loss of someone who was becoming special to me. I now know what happened, and it wasn't a rejection, but I lost him nonetheless. I still think he’s special, and wish I could have him back, even if I can’t call him Daddy.
9:30 PM
You contacted me,
impressed by my talents
and quickly upset
my life's careful balance.
I knew it was risky
ignoring the signs
each time you pushed
my boldly drawn lines.
My door cracked open
and you stepped inside.
Your sweet charming
words made me feel so alive.
Call me Daddy, you said
with all the right things.
You touched my soul
soothing the stings.
You said I was sexy
and smart and dirty,
and as I floated
right at 9:30...
You vanished.
What was the point
of leading me on?
Was it all just the chase
and a bit of cold fun?
Did you aim for me feeling
revolting and ugly
as you sat there and laughed
so cruelly and smugly?
I don't know what happened
or where you stand,
but you'll never again do it
holding my hand.
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