- Erotic Poetry
- The Box - Awakening
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I awake from my sensual womb.
You wipe myself from myself.
Probe, examine, take my parts for yourself to place with others.
You suck the newness from my soul.
I am left with nothing but me,
Naked, exposed to eyes
Seeing, lusting, yearning for what I do not know I have.
They covet their past
And come to resurrect their corruption.
I am defenseless but defend my awakening.
Can they steal what I feel?
My treasures are unguarded, vulnerable,
unlocked and witnessed.
I am protected by an open door.
Desired to be undesirable
By those who want me and those who don’t.
To save myself I embrace what they want.
I become them; I violate my soul and offer the sacrifice.
I give them what then want,
I will own them.
C. Whitman O’Rourke
