The Seventh Commandment

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I didn't think,
I didn't care.
Lust consumed me
As my hand grasped
Your firm cock,
Guiding it
Into my
Tight ass.

But in the end,
When you
Returned to her,
I knew.

I'd put
My hands
On something
That didn't
Belong to me,
And came up...
Empty-handed.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 11 years ago
Robbin,

I love the emotion you share in your poetry and stories. Now, for a little advice. There's plenty of single fish in the sea, so NO more married men!

Robbin_YoungRobbin_Youngalmost 11 years agoAuthor
Thank you...

For your kind comments on "The Seventh Commandment" and I sincerely appreciate the sincere advice you shared with me regarding my former poem, "VERY wet."

When I write, my words come from my heart...so in all actuality, my writing is a way for me to express what's happening in my life, or the lives of my friends. When I re-read my poems, it makes me think about what I've done in my past, and reminds me to think if I want to go down the same paths, again.

I don't favor one poem, over the other...I can't, they're all too personal to me. Like a mother, with her children...how do you choose, between them?

todski28todski28almost 11 years ago
I like this better than your last

The final stanza carries the piece through, you have lust to start, loss at the end. Makes me think was the idea of anal "lust" or an attempt to ensare with dirty deeds he may not be getting at home.

Then the loss, shared intimacy but you were just a play thing before he returned "home" a cliche of human history but in my opinion nicely worded

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 11 years ago
5 Stars

A well written poem about lust and loss. Well done, Robin!

Ashesh9Ashesh9almost 11 years ago
Adulterous

Sodomy ?!?!? 5-ed....

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