The first time I kissed a man-
I found my soul
there in his mouth.
there in the High Silence
of union.
And upon its ending
I was half human-
half wild.
Missing my soul
as I never missed
the man who held it.
Author notes
Written November 9th, 2006
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I thought it was endearing. With each kiss we can give a part of our selves away. Interesting that you miss that energy more so then the one who took it. Loved the poem.
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wild
half wild -
Short but just felt it needed more, just my opinion, I didn't get it's emotional value that I think it needed.
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quite good
It was okay. There was good use of metaphor and ambiguity
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