Confession
I hear the clarion call of your heart
as it draws me to you
For I am a FLAWED man seeking refuge
from my BROKEN world of lies and deceit
where I wore a MASK
so I could barter for love with ILLUSION
found in my IMPERFECT poetic words to lovers
giving weight to passionate expectations
of sensual gravity
found in sweating palms and the warm blankets of morning
I share this with you to reveal my FACADE
so your giving heart can see my TORN soul
and heal its tortured CRACKED realm of emptiness
spilling out before your tender hands
So I may be worthy of your love
6/14/21
contest Writing-Prompt...Flawed
sponsor Constance La France
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
