Prolonged Longing a.k.a lovers under glass

[ll Deviant ll]

I've got a lot of poems so I figured I'll just share and who ever cares to read can read,

 

lovers under glass

 

we are free,

free at any moment

to turn to each other

and say " we need to discuss

an issue, which is that I want to kiss

you, be with you, I never want you to

leave so I dont ever have to miss you

I want you to be my future

not my past"

but we hold it under glass.

 

we sit in slience, begging each other to

give in, to share a wonderful, delicious, incredible

sin, that we both are already burning,

yerning,each other's hearts observering

each other's body parts, breaths quaking

toes curling, thoughts twirling

and twirling, never wanting to

stop but cant possibly last,

so we hold it under glass

 

Never desperate but always

eger, to see her, to free her,

to take her deeper and deeper

...and then even deeper,

to keep her,

but not to be her keeper,

I know all the ways

I want to treat her,

if ever I swe love, I would

want to reap her

 

cut the antics, the threatrics

the semantics, the hat tricks

and take off the masks, my hands slide

down her shoulders to her lower back and

then her...

but I hold it under glass.

 

JCP

[illusionglimps]

Extremly passionate love I see sparkling through this poem.Pure definition of passion I must say.Great job!!!

[ll Deviant ll]

thank you so much, I really appreciate your comment