sameday, different poem
February 23rd 2007 04:00
]This poem was written the same day as 'She Wolf - Revelations' and deals with the first character of that poem.
If you didnt guess, 'Revelations' is actually about three guys...A new one, an old one, and the man who is now my fiancee. And yes, all on the one day. Oh, the joys of being young and stupid!
But this poem was exclusively for the first guy....I was torn between choosing him or my current man, and still wonder what life would have been like going the other way. Not nearly as sweet I imagine......
Vampire's Kiss
Dark and misty, I set the scene,
gloomy and murky, sweet as cream
But no, this time it isnt a dream,
When my soul the wrong way begins to lean.
The dark insane eyes,
slave to my feminine wiles,
a look longer than a thousand Niles,
My soul says its goodbyes.
The icy exhilarating hands,
taking me off to those lands
dancing for all the wrong bands
We fall together, hands in hands.
Your tongue so sweet and hot,
of this, I could take a lot
innocent this is surely not
soon we'll have each other in the cot...
Your lips so soft and sweet,
a feeling I so want to keep
into my core you reach so deep
see me, as I take the leap.
In your unearthly embrace I lie,
Oh! Tighter, harder, make me die
a pleasure so deep, loudly I sigh
deep down, I reach for the black sky.
Finally now, it is true
under a sky too dark to ever be blue
my soul wraps firmly around you
That it would be so good, I had no clue
But of course, the Dark Mother you could not resist,
were drawn closer, tempted to kiss
inches away from certain bliss
we give in, allow our souls to brazenly twist.
But still, thy are but a mortal man,
still safe in humanities clan,
not that it was part of my plan
this is still a touch I can never ban.
We part, and go about the night,
seeking our own separate fright,
but never finding the right fight
simply happy there is no light.
But then, soon back we draw,
as if its some kind of law
on your viens, Id like to knaw
as if its all been done before
The ecstasy begins to build again,
in our own private den
Oh, of this I could seek when
But we finish, and something is amiss then.
something not explored not done,
surely an insult to the one,
Satisfaction? I have not come!
But more, Im up for some.
So, I wait alone
wrapped in images, in the zone
looking for some sort of clone
to bring me a similar sort of bone
So now I sigh, whisper goodbye
in your arms, again Id like to lie
to let it fall, let my soul die
part of me stays with you, but once again, I fly
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Comment by Ash
Australian Traveller
Flashes of memories
I love the pictures by the way.
It is great that you give some background info to your work before you start - although we can relate the works to our own individual understanding it is also nice to know where the poet is coming from now and again.
I particularly like this...
under a sky too dark to ever be blue
my soul wraps firmly around you
That it would be so good, I had no clue
ciao bella
ash
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
Thanks for the visit babe! Your comment this time was very much appreciated. For most of my poetry I dont mind everyone taking their own interpretation, but for the Wolf Poems, its not up for debate. Those poems describe me exactly at different times of my life and if they are going to be read by the public I have to explain them. My photos are all completely my own work, every single one, Im terrified of copyright! The sky is my favourite medium, never the same, and lately the clouds have been awesome. I even climb out my office window to get a better shot! Im so glad you like them!