its so easy,
not to be,
what,
they really thought of me.
Yet I,
feel some,
complacent,
cataclysmic,
glow,
give' um a show,
let' um know,
I'm not dead yet.
If,
you should,
look into the sorrow,
maybe,
then,
you'll actually call tomorrow,
rather,
than,
ignore the prompt,
love,
the romp,
you engage.
should,
the disguise,
fall into pieces,
then,
I'll use,
malice,
and charm,
completely wasted,
between,
every man's legs.
Don't,
perceive,
me as,
what can be undone,
I'll just,
let go,
and break,
into a run.
You,
will see,
I am justified,
like the virgin Mary,
Take,
my hand,
I will get you tasted,
licked,
and loved,
and possibly wasted.
It feels,
so good,
to be,
yourself,
touch,
caress,
impress,
employed,
enjoyed,
play,
the game,
and girl's,
and fags,
they'll,
MAKE,
IT,
RAIN!
Author notes
passionofagoddess
before anyone comments, please note that i am a gay man. hence the wonders of the feminine under and overtones of the piece.
i hope you enjoyed.
A contest entry
- Crucify Your Emotions Picture Prompt by Mrs LadyEnthralling.
730 points, ended November 1, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
love the darkness, breathe the cataclysmic self indulgence
Comments
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was NOT expecting that!! Holy crud!! gay/straight...this is a killer poem. good luck
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i hapen to like this and your gender shouldn't hender your tsyle to deliver as a artist your sex matters not but your work does and you described half of the deep raw emotions i seeked for my contest it was a thrill good luck in the contest
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