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Empty Bed

Fingertips trace me

shades of shivers,

sighs escape

from deeper meaning

and taste of man.

 

 

Barren breasts cupped

in savage palms,

softly driving me insane

as wet of lips taste

ample beauty.

 

 

Flesh becomes canvas

of artistic touch,

a masterpiece of color

explodes beyond flutter

of eyelids, and whispers

of what's to come.

 

 

Just as skilled hands

cling to hipbones

in the practiced motion

of many midnights...

 

 

I find myself depleted

of breath

and wide awake in

an empty bed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author notes

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In relation too Ithica'a piece...

My heart barely beats now,
expunged of all passion-
Our strange sex once seemed
the angular essence of rainbows-


This heated fusion has since cooled
to a more rigid condition-
While the prism of my illusion
disperses its smoke prison,
the colors float out of my womb

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  • Swan song gold member
    May 31
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    Beautiful What a crooning!!!

  • Ithica silver member
    May 21

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    This is such a gorgeous piece, I can easily forget that empty bed... by strictly focusing on the fantasy... But I am gathering kindling... to start a new fire and burn that empty bed... Thank-you so much for being inspired to share your talent... Ithica


  • markgrif gold member
    April 10

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    OMG
    This is beautiful
    Makes me want to go back in the past and not ask for trying to keep it within 15 lines..
    whoa

    • Faithbound gold member
      April 11
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      You said 'try' to keep it under...so I thought I had a little wiggle room... Sorry about that.

  • Suzanne Dia gold member
    April 4

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    Aw.

    Those empty beds can be a bitch, can't they?
    Though, at this stage of my life, I don't know I would entirely mind an empty bed (at least for a night or two.)


    Nice longing voice in this.




  • ardentMarch gold member
    April 4
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    beautiful dreams this poem is

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