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Where Were You Last Night ?

Contributed by Mangos on Friday, 22nd December 2006 @ 07:32:54 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Keep in seductive sleep
In delicious dreams
In sexual themes
Habitual needs

With that claim
In time
Control is gained
Irritable
Unstable, but sane
Anxious
Attracted to atrocious
and all that is plain
Simple
Yet well maintained
Congenial
Diplomatically engaged
Like fine wine
Luscious with age

Love,
To the degree of abandonment
Left alone
In dark forests
Infested
Molested
Disrupted
Neglected
Torn to shreds
With sheets unprotected
Wounds become infected

Second guess
Laid to rest
Played to pay the devils bet
Pat the back of a deflated chest
Set of shoulder,
The burden soaked
If it gets wet
Is left unfelt
Felt unreal
Smelt
Pebbled with salt
The ocean
Releases peppered air
Stringy wind
Surprising blow
Good times
Come and go

Sweet sacrifice
A virgin’s sin
Savory taste
Of supple gin
Tonic pins
An ironic spin
Tumble from within
Stumble
A busted chin
Noses twitch
Eyes in a stitch
Scars that itch
With hopes of pleasure for next of kin
A wish

Fevers burn
On foreheads of one another’s hands
Tears tell stories
Lips speak
No noise
Last stares
Hands tied to chairs
Feet bound to-
Plummeting stairs
Spiral sounds
Sirens swarm
Alarms’ sensor
Sensing something’s wrong

Desires demand
Romance
The touch of a hair
Brush of despair
Fingers travel in pairs
Across terrain
Unknown
Beyond compare
A brief stare
Into pure beauty
If I dare

Keep in precious secrets
All the answers
All the means

All I ask
Is an honest being

___________
__________________

Copyright Â© Mangos ... [ 2006-12-22 07:32:54]
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Re: Where Were You Last Night ? (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Tuesday, 30th January 2007 @ 07:22:16 AM AEST
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This was amazing.. I loved this poem.. Well done..

Take care
Christina

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