- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Dreaming
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Click hereWhy do I feel this way -
guilty?
I was compliant, complacent
giving what doesn't belong to me
"Wait!" I scream, words carried on the waves
coming back to me, not out to him.
I trip in the dark, seeing what isn't there
and missing what is, burning my toes
on the charcoal. Did we start that
or was it spontaneous?
like the fireworks I know I heard,
and felt shiver through me
again and again.
It was just a simple picnic
of lobster rolls and laughter
and mojitos on ice
but now I kneel here empty
naked and ashamed and in the distance,
following the Suns path, a single sailboat.
It should sink from the weight of its
stolen cargo.
- COMMENTS
Maria2394about 11 years agoYou never knew how good you really were dear lady. I bet you know now....
UnderYourSpellover 12 years agoNot sure the title does it justice but love the rest of it ..... so poignant yet erotic giving just enough to make the reader think and wonder
