a piece of me longs
for you
your beckoning calls
your sighing breaths
creating a caesura
that already dwells between us...
agony pierces through me
the lust building from
within,
the hunger to taste your
sweetness...
the tiny trickle of sweat
lining the fine lines
of your forehead...
the perfect contours of your
visage,
edible they seemed...
seduce me
engulf me
hide me
within the tight clasp
- for eternity
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Well one of those days....
Written August 1st, 2005
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Well others can tell you how mechanically perfect this piece is, but I'm all about emotion ... and it made me cry my silly eyes out ... the beauty of the feeling ... lust/eternal love ... isn't it all part and parcel of the same oneness? God, sorry, didn't mean to get metaphysical
Love that pic too ... I love to cry when something is beautiful 
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Can't look at this without smiling. Even gave a little chuckle. Without the pic I would have taken this piece very seriously, but I can't when I look at it. It made me smile and that's my favorite thing to do, so, thanks!
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Wondeful word choice. I love vocab. This poem is sexual but not trashy, it shows true emotion. Great work.
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thank you thank you
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good usage of the word caesura
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