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Lover

Member since 2005 · Posted 29 Sep 2008 · Edited 29 Sep 2008 · 4 comments

Only yesterday, I saw him, his wings in full spread. I notice his eyes, they were of blood red. He wisp around me, and lightly touched down, I looked at his body, it made my heart pound. His nails drew across me, I could hardly think, he thrust himself forward,slowly, gently, perfectly in sync. I searched for an escape, still bound by his stare. His breath on my bosom, his eyes everywhere. His caress stilled me, my thinking not clear. I reached out to touch him, but he wasn't there.

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[9] Celticai 1-Oct-08/3:40 PM Reply

An aching refrain.. Bethy did you mean to use wisp or whispered in the fifth line? Just wondered if the use of present tense was purposeful?

[n/a] Bethy › Celticai 2-Oct-08/3:36 AM Reply

"wisped" and past tense :) spelling error, eekkk
I was hoping someone would see that this was a poem about puberty. I wrote this 29 yrs ago, at age 14...I had a lot of freaky dreams and this was one. Thought I'd submit it and see what would happen. After reading it, I now see that perhaps people would think it to be about a vampire :).Hmmm maybe it was a vampire, heheh. Innocently assuming, none the less...maybe a different title? more info? Of course that would be a lot of changes for an old poem.
Thank you Drummah. Its nice to see new work here on poemranker.
You truly have class and style. :) Bethy

[8] Dovina › Bethy 5-Oct-08/2:01 PM Reply

"Never believe a woman who tells you how old she is" Oscar Wilde

[8] Dovina 5-Oct-08/2:03 PM Reply

wow, what a dream! Tell me how to dream this way. Or am I wrong?