- Erotic Poetry
- asunder
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Click heremy head is filled with metal bars
that hold me to this life I know
the chains of fear and locks of doubt
are captors I can't overthrow
my heart is bound by vows I made
with braided rope, its strands of love
fragile and worn the threads still hold
on earth below and heaven above
my soul it yearns to roam and soar
beyond the edge of all that's known
but it is anchored by a troth
I do cast in a weighted stone
behind eyes closed the dream is real
our passions live with heartfelt sighs
you come to me and fill me up
your ears swallow my silent cries
there is no wrong in darkest night
no bars or chains or silken rope
beyond the real we fly and dream
our yearning hearts beat strong with hope
I love him still yet I love you
the weighty cross each day I bear
my heart divided by two loves
we cannot be so I stay here
and breathe...
- COMMENTS
Poetryguy14over 5 years agoMy heart has followed all my days something I cannot name !! Perhaps it’s you :) Write me at gavican2003@att.net if you want to discuss your poem in greater depth.
Prof Gav
RockyMountainMan2almost 6 years agoAll erotica starts in the heart, the sexiest sex organ is by far the brain. You are very sexy!
HarryHillabout 7 years agoWell you found the Pobo, pretty good poem, wandering rhyme (a good thing )
evenly metered requires some discipline, although there is much to experience on poetry forms and un-forms. try some haiku and free form
Anonymousabout 7 years agoYour words ring true for those of us who risk the heart for the quickened pulse from the touch of another. Thank you for this.
