- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Ghost
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I live in forever damnation
In a cell with no poss'ble escape,
And yet I bathe in all elation
For the love I cannot speak or name.
He is the reason I chose to exist
In a life of solitary confinement,
He is the reason I am filled with bliss
In spite of the hell and heavens' judgment.
Though his lips speak not my name
I will always yearn to kiss it,
Though his skin feel not my hand
I will always yearn to feel it.
I watched over him while he sleeps
Hoping that he dreams about me.
I cry with him when'ver he weeps
Hoping that those tears were for me.
Now my beloved has left me
Here in my lone cold catacomb,
Forever waiting I will be
Till my love comes back home.
- COMMENTS
My Erotic Trailover 16 years agoentity's we are unable to see... like passion and desire (~_~) I took this as ... clever! Then there are the feelings for some one not there... a duality that I enjoyed. Thanks for the read!
