the silent cage
she is reminiscent
lost in thought
...he enters. And she is silent.
In her noise.
deepest heart of hearts
you know not
what you enter upon
a girl on a mission
(she will neglect you)
and make you feel
want
you've never felt
mistake
to take
from her
that which she most desires
love
simple and deep
complicated and without measure
all that she is
all that she breathes
stolen
without a second chance
...without a heave of your beautiful chest
and still...
she smiles
cuz she still feels
heaven on her lips
hands on her hips
...numbness...
on her penciled quips
So...she
Craves
Orgasmic
Treasures
True
lost in thought
...he enters. And she is silent.
In her noise.
deepest heart of hearts
you know not
what you enter upon
a girl on a mission
(she will neglect you)
and make you feel
want
you've never felt
mistake
to take
from her
that which she most desires
love
simple and deep
complicated and without measure
all that she is
all that she breathes
stolen
without a second chance
...without a heave of your beautiful chest
and still...
she smiles
cuz she still feels
heaven on her lips
hands on her hips
...numbness...
on her penciled quips
So...she
Craves
Orgasmic
Treasures
True
(make me feel something
deeper than dull rage
...but softer than this silent cage)
deeper than dull rage
...but softer than this silent cage)
Stumble It!
posted by brokenpoetrygirl at 2:57 AM
4 Comments:
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Hello, nice posts you have here and very nice blog as well. If you have time i invite you to visit my humble poetry- everthing- on- it blog.
More power always and cheers.
bohzo (hello)
I enjoyed reading your poetry, I could not be a poet because I could not spell reminiscent.
I had to go back to see how you spelled it.
I will visit to read your poetry.
David M.
"deepest heart of hearts
you know not
what you enter upon
a girl on a mission
(she will neglect you)
and make you feel"
this lines are very intriguing ( maybe because i am a guy). i have always wonder why girls neglect some guys and we;come others.
great poem. nicely written
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