- Erotic Poetry
- Thrice denied she hangs
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Thrice denied she hangs
Suspended from the cross
That decorates your wall
With her devotion
And her anguish
In your silence she searches
For your presence
Aching, thirsty
Why has thou forsaken me?
. . . .
Abandoned to her craving
She sinks into her darkness
And there in its depths is the quiet peaceful center
Where the beauty of her ego is irrelevant
The structure of her fantasy is invisible
The story of her life is untellable
Still hanging from the cross
The cuffs and cords sustain her weight
And she floats quiet, empty, happy
The sound of your footsteps
Simply brings a smile
If you are happy, she will be
- COMMENTS
Albeeover 17 years agoYou sound so sad it makes me want to take you home and fall in love with you.
Anonymousover 17 years agoI want to find your sweet sad vulnerability in the pitch black to caress it in my hands to torture it to hold it gently inches from my cock...to penetrate you
