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Click here“It’s but a slight cut
Less painful than your anguish
This Venus
Symbol of your love
Thrown
A token of momentary hate
This small wound
And the sheen of tears in your eyes
The soothing balm that heals
It will heal, love
But there are others,
Wounds deep in the soul
Wounds which fester
Grow cancerous
Eat into the very heart of being
Born free, bondsmen we do become
Do everything
But the bidding of the heart
Make love a guise for lust
Friendship a ladder to worldly gain
The man you see
Is not the man he is
His words of love
To you meaningful so
To him
Just the means to keep you his
What I feel I cannot say
And this is the wound
That festers most
This is the wound, love
That as yet has no cure.”
Simple, yet so powerful. The words so common, the idea so uncommon! Brilliantly conceived, beautifully crafted.
"What I feel I cannot say"
Your feelings have spoken to me, and as I observe from other comments, they have spoken to others as well.
As always, your sensitive use of words is strikingly effective.
just to know that a man can express himself in this way restores my hopes for mankind ;) a beautiful, honest poem
This is an exquisite depiction of the wide spectrum of feelings that make up a sensitive heart. The underpinning of sadness at the human condition, the unabashed expression of love for One, the tenderness of the realtionship, all so concisely put forward. "Wounds" moves the reader.
Sad ode to unspoken thoughts and unfulfilled desires. The choice of words gives this work a lovely, wistful spin.