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Naivity of pleasure
Contributed by
petulinka
on
Friday, 12th November 2010 @ 03:11:15 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Waiting there the body shivering
the mixture you breathe is so smothering
thinking ´bout so many things
you´re praying to have for second wings¨
The atmosphere of fear in air
so insecure just take you here
thus close, one movement be enough
don’t dare you deal on his be-half
not moving so will come in vain
prepared to take up all his pain
The eyes are staring sour-like
you wish you had been else despite
the start the end someone proceeds
you feel you heart has stopped indeed
eternity begs you to come
thou not all is yet been done
Then like the blue out of the sky
feels like you really ´r not to die
the breath so even and so hot
makes on your shoulder fatal spot
it bowls you over you suffocate
he comes more closer just be his maid
no words are used none need to be
cant take no more you have to see
its so exciting nothing less
need to go on just please don’t rest
Then warm touch makes the heaven high
thereafter follows profound sigh
like thousand pins come through your skin
you comprehend the primer sin
the way is longer than you thought
coming so close thou distance brought
unsurance makes us foolish choice
can you touch his inner voice
Slow and careful second step
the bird mustn’t be frightened back
the plot is simple goal is clear
you need to seek you need to feel
and turning old and so damn book
his eyes with darksome thoughtful look
voltage is huger than expect
attack of nerves you won’t respect
after all waiting, there and like
you feel his hand is like a tyke
All of a sudden kisses you wild
you lips go bloody been exiled
merging in one in moment then
forgetting all when in his den
all touches, caress and hugs and light
please can I eat him I don’t bite
Pressure makes mind your going strong
feels like you´d give him all he wants
comes heat and fever there once more
what is it you are waiting for
the thrill is in and you are done
don’t tell me it was just a fun
it never ends you are pretty sure
cos it was fine you know so pure
The ending soon makes you go nuts
one word will spoil it all goes muds
don’t have it right didn’t do wrong
the end comes hear you don’t prolong
Stand up
clean slate
you´re leaving now
sorrow will vanish
won’t see too how
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Re: Naivity of pleasure
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by emystar on
Friday, 12th November 2010 @ 03:40:30 PM AEST
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Very creative write.
Welcome to YPDC.
Blessings,
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Re: Naivity of pleasure
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by holderofthestone on
Friday, 12th November 2010 @ 03:43:04 PM AEST
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| nice write. there is a deep sense of loss in this piece. |
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Re: Naivity of pleasure
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by huwbeauty on
Friday, 17th December 2010 @ 03:13:02 PM AEST
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| wow you have a completely unique style unlike anything I've read on here.I've read all your postings at least once but this one grabbed me the most,I've read it five times now and each time I see a little more.I may be wrong but this just oozes sex. |
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