You had asked me to meet you there
promising it would be safe, nothing familiar to give us
away anywhere.
The trees seemed to be drawing me in, pulling me through
the misty fog which was that heated summer night.
The old Victorian house seemed to rise from the darkness of
that night, as her weathered and tired French doors gave
way with a welcoming squeak as they slowly opened much
against their will; revealing your waiting body there in
the glistening moonlight.
With open arms, teasing, inviting, somehow knowing just
how my body trembled with longing.
In one swift movement I was being carried through the
bayou's misty, heated fog and gloom
where I was gently placed upon what seemed a royal bed there
in that glorious room.
Trembling with fear, quaking with desire, nothing mattered
as your handsome face drew ever so near.
Your lips met mine, softly, then fevered as they ravished my
own, as all those little voices I could no longer hear.
Bodies entertwined as one, riding ever higher on passion's
sweet, sweet throws.
Fingernails digging into your back, it was too late now, as
I prayed "Please, please, promise me no one ever knows."
Lying there in your arms, all emotions & energies spent--
telling myself that this is right;
As together we again make love beneath the dawn's wakening
sunlight.
With my breath beginning to slow, I realized it was and
always had been you--you were my first, my last, my heart
and soul, my one and only, true and forever sacred love.
Yet, still no one knows, you don't exist, just my heart
remembering someone no one knows to speak of....
Each night I see you there, waiting, through the misty
moonlight;
beckoning my body to surrender to you
your arms outstretched, calling out, saying together we
make the world disappear within our own and all our wrongs
become right...
Author notes
Option #1 in contest
A contest entry
- Our Picture Inspired/Options Contest by Ethereal One.
1100 points, ended September 21, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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this is amazing. i loved everything about it!!!!
you're a great writer
x
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amazing!
Whoa, it was crazy, my mind swirled around the thoughts of what color the sky was, and the sheets, only then to be trapped in the thought of the nails in his back... absolutly amazing...bravo!
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this is FANTASTIC
if i knew how to work this site
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wow..so much imagery.. so many thoughts.. definatly loved it!
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Sounds like first love.
I remember my first...but it was not as poetic as yours. Only would take two short lines. Funny how it goes that way. Your story here kept me interested all the way through. Great Job, The Shaker
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"and all our wrongs become right..." What a way to end the poem! And it was just so beautiful, and tasteful, it spoke of love so intimately, but described so much more than the love-making in itself! The descriptions at the end, of illusions almost, were my favorite part =].
GREAT job
diggin it majorly
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IMAGES AND MORE IMAGES
THIS WAS WELL WRITTEN
GOOD LUCK IN THE CONTEST
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vivid imagery
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Wow nice story, makes you want it to be true for you.
I have experienced this type of feeling and its is like no other. You captured it perfectly.
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Brilliant write dear friend. You really capture my attention and get deep inside my heart too. Knowing all about the dreaming of forbidden love, the only time you can surrender to all your heart needs. Well done
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WOW what a wonderful take for the contest.
Best of luck to you in the contest
delila
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Option #1
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excellent~
This is an excellent poem
The imagery is wonderful
However you did not put what Option you chose in your author's notes..this is a must....Please correct the situation...
Thank you and best of luck in the contest...
Susan~~~
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