I like this. Check out the "touch of insanity" in my poem "Learn to Rejoice"
I waited for the sun to rise, Yet in your closed eyes It remained unrevealed. What would I dare to taste? Sleeping skin taunting my senses, Redolent with night Drew me nearer, urging. Why should I hesitate? A shared bed of celibacy Tempting beyond thought That hunger's eager touch Should end in ecstasy It was not what we meant to be But human contact Cannot be directed, Accommodating choice. I longed only to hold you close Bounded memory Of words spoken softly Unbroken promises. Your arms about my waist surprised; Awakened yearnings I'd hoped long forgotten A crescendo of need. All we'd promised lost to passion's Overwhelming drive As whitewater waves Crushed against rocky shores. Incandescent flames battering Resistant candles Into submissive pleas. That's how it felt to me. Rising fiery from the linens To envelope you Within the current's rage. How quickly cast the stage. Unrestrained, how could we linger? Your touch the ember To tinder imparted Uncontrolled agony. As need imploded into need An unfolded seed Unfurled unknown petals Blossoming in your light. Still we paused against the moment A remembering Choice made in sanity Our insanity. |
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