Desperate and all alone
I pick up the phone.
She is waiting there.
So, I drive to her lair.
She bids me stay a while
With a smooth gentle smile
On her lovely seductive face.
She offers me her embrace.
I hold her in my arms
Enchanted by her charms.
I caress her silky skin
Knowing full well it is a sin.
Gently removing her attire
My heart races with desire.
My eyes take in the delight
Of this most pleasurable sight.
Gentle caressing ensues.
Her tender love subdues.
My restraints come undone.
Her seduction has won.
Tears flow from my eyes
As my hand moves down her thighs.
Feeling every inch of her skin
Pleasure takes away my sin.
Tender touches give rise
To extraordinary highs.
I lose myself in her.
Ecstasy is beyond measure.
Warm bodies ignite a flame.
Two are now one and the same.
Heat rises, heart pulsates
Fierce passion escalates.
I try to hang on for more
Tenderly I implore
But time has claimed its prize,
So I pay her and say my goodbyes.
I return to my empty home
Desperate and all alone.
I pick up the phone.
She is waiting there.
So, I drive to her lair.
She bids me stay a while
With a smooth gentle smile
On her lovely seductive face.
She offers me her embrace.
I hold her in my arms
Enchanted by her charms.
I caress her silky skin
Knowing full well it is a sin.
Gently removing her attire
My heart races with desire.
My eyes take in the delight
Of this most pleasurable sight.
Gentle caressing ensues.
Her tender love subdues.
My restraints come undone.
Her seduction has won.
Tears flow from my eyes
As my hand moves down her thighs.
Feeling every inch of her skin
Pleasure takes away my sin.
Tender touches give rise
To extraordinary highs.
I lose myself in her.
Ecstasy is beyond measure.
Warm bodies ignite a flame.
Two are now one and the same.
Heat rises, heart pulsates
Fierce passion escalates.
I try to hang on for more
Tenderly I implore
But time has claimed its prize,
So I pay her and say my goodbyes.
I return to my empty home
Desperate and all alone.
Author notes
Sinful encounters never satisfy. They leave us feeling more empty and alone than before the encounter.
Written March 29th, 2005
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I know, the poem is about that 'weakness' It's loosely based on Proverbs 7 and my own life.
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Thank you for the message
I'll be very honest- I actually didn't read more than the intro lines you had with the title, and the comment you left after the poem (, reason being that the Lord knows I have my weaknesses, and need to steer clear of anything that might provoke them!). But, I did want to say that I appreciate your last comments, as its so very true that this kind of thing never satisfies.
My poem "Cinder Love" goes well with this- not graphically, but in message. -
Nice , i no this seems nothing compared to all the people commetning above and that will comment, but i love this,
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excellent
Wow
This is a different write for you
Enticing one with lusts, lair, passion, sex & desire met..
But not with one you love...only to return home alone
I dunno if I would pay for sex I don't think so..no I know I wouldn't pay for sex.....For some it's okay but not for me..
Love to me would have to be being accepted freely...if it takes money to have a desire met in a sensual way then I don't think its worth it......I think I would rather be home alone.....curled up watching tv or reading a book...not having my needs met by a stranger...even tho one's desire has been met you still go home alone....
A very different write for ya and intriguing one at that
Hugs
Susan~~~
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Once the sensual arousal and passionate flame have been doused by cold reality, one does want more and feels empty...unless you find that special someone to snuggle with afterwards. And better yet, it's free!
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yeah this is a really good write, very well done.
claire x
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well it certainly gives the reader something to think about. Allthough this has a lesson to be learned in it it was still a very passionate and sensual write. well done.
love and hugs
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Awesome write. Keep it up.And I agree with the others, a moment of pleasure....always makes you feel good at the time....but the emptiness and regret soon return! Keep up the good writing
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not bad, keep writing
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Great write
Wow now this is an awesome write. Passionate. Full of desire, sadness, and many other emotions all rolled into one. You did a wonderful job on this. Yes it is true that a moment of sin may be blissful but emptiness returns. Nothing can replace true love. I love the use of the word "lair" early in the poem. It sets the tone for what is to happen. You become the victim and the target early on. It sets up the mood for the poem and it WORKS! Great write -
oooooo lala
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I agree that sinful encounters never satisjy and you portrayed it well in this good job.
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I love this poem it is very enticing(SP?). I also agree with your comment, always more empty and alone than before. Almost as if yu are drained from emotion and from yourself, alone and in despair. I love this write it was penned perfectly!!!!
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