A cold wind chills the inner most corridor of my soul
A burdening weight unleashes its scourge
Suddenly I am set loose as a wild boar,
The insanity filling my boots as I fade into the river.
Drink of the cup, you will be satisified
A poison can only seep through the veins, perhaps even destroy life.
As I turn from this silence, as I lie awake in bed
Awaiting your loving presence to soothe my lingering torment
The gentleness of our breathing, as soft as angelic beings overhead
To grace your lips my love would cause all this stillness
To slowly come awake
Out of my waking body at dawns first break
The night has come and the night has gone
Yet I stand firm under the covers as I feel your pores opening
The sweat in which you dripped for me
Embraces my chilled soul, decaying winter for a moment in time
As I grasp on to your entire body, and begin to cry my gentle tears
I reminisce of our last nights kiss,
And for a moment in our eternity I am satisified.
Author notes
I cant believe I got this to be 20 exact lines. Don't take this as sexual, keep it in the realm of sensuality. The beginning describes the feeling of waiting the few minutes or hours before the loving encounter, that anticipation. As well as mixed with my personal thoughts when things are silent that tend to be about theology and more morbid concepts. Ultimately you can concider the first half about lonelyness in a way. And then the second half about a lover coming into the scene and easing all the pain and lonelyness. Hope you enjoy.
PS: The title has two conceptual meanings. One relating to the "waiting" and "loneliness" (comparable to potentially death) and secondarily to coincide with the second part of the poem, to represent love beyond the grave (hence the plural "gravestoneS" instead of "gravestone.")
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- Whispered Words of Sensuality by StormGoddess.
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Comments
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That was definitely different. Your authors note makes perfect sense. And it definitely deepens the context of the poem. Nicely done.
Thank you for entering and good luck.
Storm

