OceanGoddess
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Hi!
I'm not an experienced poet, and I tend to write song lyrics more often, but here are a couple of poems. I'd appreciate any feedback. Please be gentle and remember I know nothing about poetry, or well, next to nothing.
Thanks!
Poem #1
At what price passion?
To sleep in my lover's arms, to feel penetrated to my soul, satiated and subdued. I am like a caged animal, pacing, panting, searching for you.
At what cost to my heart and mind?
To live with regret in either case, and to never know the other path, what I might have seen, what journeys taken and what vistas there, breathtaking
. ..or blinding.
You take my breath, you take my soul when you enter me, burning, scorching everything in your path, leaving the ashes and the outlines of my former life.
And the water, oh the flood of water, the oceans of regret that run from my eyes down my face. Would I take it all back if I could?
I cannot find my voice to answer, because I am drowning in the memories of your touch ...
And worst of all, you still elude me . . .either you do not love me or you will not say it, but it matters not because still I am left scorched and regretful of the path I took and the path I did not take.
At what price passion?
Poem #2
Nestled in the space between your arm and chest, I feel I've come home.
My hand pressed against your heart, as if to press my heart into yours, my thoughts into your soul.
My hand moves, slowly, so slowly, down your arm, your skin is so soft, so welcoming.
Softly, so softly, barely touching you, I explore the landscape that is your body,
returning to a land I once knew so well, after a long absence.
I am glad to be back in this place.
Your breathing sends it's messages to me . . .
you are getting lost in my touch, in my hands . . .
you are feeling what I have longed for you to feel,
that I crave you.
I begin to take you on a long-desired journey,
I relearn what pleases you,
I want you to feel bliss and joy and sheer ecstacy.
I get my chance.
The night falls and we are together at the ocean,
a place we love, a place we cherish.
The ocean crashes onto our souls like waves onto the shore,
we hear it from our room at the sea.
We lay together and begin to touch, softly, tenderly,
then urgently, with fire and force and passion.
I close my eyes, I want to feel this, and to never forget.
My tongue searches for places which illicit confirmation
I am succeeding at pleasing you.
I stop to tease you and I smile, so smug in my ability to make you gasp and moan.
this is beautiful
this is the way it is supposed to be
I crave this
I crave you.
I'm not an experienced poet, and I tend to write song lyrics more often, but here are a couple of poems. I'd appreciate any feedback. Please be gentle and remember I know nothing about poetry, or well, next to nothing.
Thanks!
Poem #1
At what price passion?
To sleep in my lover's arms, to feel penetrated to my soul, satiated and subdued. I am like a caged animal, pacing, panting, searching for you.
At what cost to my heart and mind?
To live with regret in either case, and to never know the other path, what I might have seen, what journeys taken and what vistas there, breathtaking
. ..or blinding.
You take my breath, you take my soul when you enter me, burning, scorching everything in your path, leaving the ashes and the outlines of my former life.
And the water, oh the flood of water, the oceans of regret that run from my eyes down my face. Would I take it all back if I could?
I cannot find my voice to answer, because I am drowning in the memories of your touch ...
And worst of all, you still elude me . . .either you do not love me or you will not say it, but it matters not because still I am left scorched and regretful of the path I took and the path I did not take.
At what price passion?
Poem #2
Nestled in the space between your arm and chest, I feel I've come home.
My hand pressed against your heart, as if to press my heart into yours, my thoughts into your soul.
My hand moves, slowly, so slowly, down your arm, your skin is so soft, so welcoming.
Softly, so softly, barely touching you, I explore the landscape that is your body,
returning to a land I once knew so well, after a long absence.
I am glad to be back in this place.
Your breathing sends it's messages to me . . .
you are getting lost in my touch, in my hands . . .
you are feeling what I have longed for you to feel,
that I crave you.
I begin to take you on a long-desired journey,
I relearn what pleases you,
I want you to feel bliss and joy and sheer ecstacy.
I get my chance.
The night falls and we are together at the ocean,
a place we love, a place we cherish.
The ocean crashes onto our souls like waves onto the shore,
we hear it from our room at the sea.
We lay together and begin to touch, softly, tenderly,
then urgently, with fire and force and passion.
I close my eyes, I want to feel this, and to never forget.
My tongue searches for places which illicit confirmation
I am succeeding at pleasing you.
I stop to tease you and I smile, so smug in my ability to make you gasp and moan.
this is beautiful
this is the way it is supposed to be
I crave this
I crave you.