- Erotic Poetry
- Curse
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I loved you, I hated you
Wanted you, lusted for you
Wanted your ivory body, glistening skin
Begged to make love to your hollow body
Hold you, my lips on yours
On your body, on your breasts
Taste the beating of your heart
But you are empty, hateful, a beautiful shell
Draining my soul
And I loved you
A brief kiss, heaven, poison, bitter
Love of the damned
Wanted to leave, wanted to love
Made an offering of myself, my body
Refusing my gift
Love so strong
Became hate so bitter, became madness
You are a curse
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 13 years agoThe poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the girls are faint with the hot sun,
And hide 'neath some cooling shade, a voice will run
From hedge to town about the new-shaved maid.
Keats eh! Keep writing S&S.
SteelAndSilkalmost 13 years agoAuthorYeah, it sucks. It was kinda my first (and last) foray into the realm of poetry, and I was trying to put words to an experience I had, but, like a lot of writers here, my stories/articles are pretty well received, and my poetry sucks balls. I really wish I could delete it, lol, but it is what it is.
Anonymousalmost 13 years agoThis poem is better than anything Keats ever wrote. But that's about it.
