Eileen Manassian Poet Dramatic Monologue

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I Can Resist You

Don’t even try to woo me
I can resist you
My mind is fortified
Reason screams reasons to be careful
Caution goes off in flares
My mind is alert
Aware
I can resist you

Oh, but my body 
My body plays traitor...

My eyes adore you….
they take in every detail
of your face
your body
every contour and muscle
every masculine trait of virility
Your lips…my eyes linger on your lips
And make love to them……
My eyes speak surrender

My hands tremble
and give me away
I clasp them together…tight
knuckles white
For in another minute
they would escape and seek sanctuary on your body
Caressing your cheeks, your chin
they would travel down your neck
feeling the protruding strength as you swallow
they would take ecstatic trips across the expanse of your chest
Finally moving around your waist to pull you in

My teeth bite my lips
in an effort to keep my tongue imprisoned
for it longs to be unleashed 
to run along the lines of your face
to slide on your lips...wetting them with want
making them part 
so that it can dip inside your mouth and play
to lose its way
all over your body

I can resist you
My mind is fighting valiantly
to keep my body in check
Oh, but I feel damp desire spread
in the heat of your presence
As you move closer
Looking down into my eyes
I exhale the pent up emotions
brought on by the ripples of anticipation
longing for a touch
that I want so much
and my body's ablaze
this passion craze
Floods my face
rosy red

I can’t look away
and you smile
a warm slow smile 
You smile
knowing the battle of mind over body
is about to end
my body will yield
submit in surrender
because your fierce made me tender
And so with the confidence and grace
of a seasoned soldier
you move in for the kill
agile with thrill
you hand tilts my chin up
and your mouth covers mine
smothering the words of protest
the mind has sent as last minute backup

you hold me up 
crushed against your enveloping body
as I collapse into your arms
My mind?
prisoner of war
gagged and bound
empty of thought
ravaged by sensations
As you work your way
to your final victory claim
Knowing as you do
That you
Are
irresistible
to 
ME

Eileen Manassian

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Paul Callus February 25, 2015 at 5:05 PM You start off with the best of resolutions, Eileen; no playing around...mind made up...loud and clear. But your alert mind already knows deep down that with looming revolt it will not be able to withstand the attack which desire is planning. Surrender is imminent; victory arrives .. but you are not a loser; in surrender you automatically become a victor! hugs // paul

Justin Bordner February 24, 2015 at 10:53 PM Continued...The agony of your resistance, the physical manifestions of the denial are so intense! "My body plays traitor...Smothering the words of protest..." what a war for euphoria! Tremendous feeling alive in you, I'm full of adrenaline Eileen...A FAV!!! J.A.B. Eileen Manassian February 25, 2015 at 3:09 AM A favorite? I'm thrilled that you would favor this piece, Justin. You know your opinion and analysis of my work thrill me. Thank you. Perhaps you would do me the favor of reading my latest poem as well....

Justin Bordner February 24, 2015 at 10:45 PM Mmmmmm.....a struggle of seduction, fought with feeble, faint logic...your body, loyal to its neefs, your heart, savage against reason...this etotic conflict, the strain, the sting, the bindings and kisses, the truth of necessary surrender...the way you incorporate the terms of battle are ingenius with passion Eileen! Your inspiration is truly irresistible! A hot masterpiece of conquest. Such a beautiful prisoner...J.A.B. Eileen Manassian February 25, 2015 at 3:08 AM I'm glad you've come to visit, Justin. You've been remiss of late. Thank you for this excellent post. A beautiful prisoner, is a prisoner nonetheless. :) At times...it's hard to use the mind when the body and heart yearn...Yearnings and longings are powerful...and at times seen insurmountable...Life has many lessons to teach both body and mind. Welcome to my work...

Demetrios Trifiatis February 24, 2015 at 8:04 AM Oh my dearest, Eileen, even Alexander the great, the Greek general, 356-323 BC, would have fallen victim to your strategic approach to the battle! You are the one who the victor declares but we know very well, a declared victor is victor in name alone! A masterpiece of poetry! A seven and a seven! Eileen Manassian February 24, 2015 at 8:10 AM Alexander the Great of Greece, your home country, my dear. He would not be able to withstand me? How sweet is that to my ear. :) I am basking in the glow of your post. Efkharisto para poli, Demetri. Esai toso kala mazi mou!

Richard Lamoureux February 24, 2015 at 7:32 AM Ooh la la, the pleasure of surrender. I love the use of tension in this piece Eileen! Eileen Manassian February 24, 2015 at 8:08 AM Thank you, Mr Lamoureux. Your Erotica piece was a feast! ;) This pales in comparison. Hugs

Jerry T Curtis February 23, 2015 at 7:07 PM I tried to resist reading this but, you know how it goes.....but having given in , I wonder who's really the victor ....lol Eileen Manassian February 24, 2015 at 3:41 AM I AM THE VICTOR! ;) God you to read, didn't I? Thanks for the visit, Jerry...

Arthur Vaso February 23, 2015 at 3:23 PM are you sure? :) I sure can not resist reading this lovely poem!!!!! Eileen Manassian February 24, 2015 at 3:42 AM :) Glad you couldn't resist the temptation to read, Arthur. I'm very please! Hugs

Shane Cooper February 23, 2015 at 2:27 PM My Enchantress you have weaved your web of sensual magic again. What a perfect description of a battle between mind and desire. Being a romantic at heart I am glad that desire came out on top. The love and desire that you describe seems so real. Part of your wonderful enchantment. Love Shane xxx a 7 and fav of course. Eileen Manassian February 24, 2015 at 4:34 AM OH WOW! I think your poetic brilliance is doing just fine, my dear! ;) That was some comment. Lovely...lovely! Morgana Le Fay...How sweet. Just read up on her, thanks to you! I will play Morgana to your Merlin, Shane! Thanks for the lovely comment. It really does my heart good. Life can be difficult.....I love to escape to this word and live vicariously. It's posts like yours that help me do that. Thanks ever so much. Hugs Shane Cooper February 24, 2015 at 4:06 AM Heart and soul behind the portait you paint. I do not have Justin's poetic brilliance to say what your words make me feel but I can see that all you pen is a reflection of your "heart and soul" it could not be otherwise with the beauty you portray. Naughty or not you are my Enchantress and your spell has me caught in the pictures you paint. I can visualise you as Morgana La Fay to my Merlin. Trapped by the beauty I see. Love Shane xxx Eileen Manassian February 24, 2015 at 3:43 AM "A Web of Sensual Magic" How delightful, Shane. Thanks ever so much. I'm not sure if desire came out on top or stayed on the bottom, but it won! ;) Oh....I'm being naughty. Thanks for the comment. My poems are real in the sense that I live each out. ;) Glad you liked this. Hugs

Tim Smith February 23, 2015 at 1:13 PM Like Vie said she didn't have a chance...love the passion....hugs Tim Eileen Manassian February 24, 2015 at 4:34 AM :) In an ideal world.....in paradise on earth...passion ALWAYS wins! Hugs, Tim. Thanks for the visit.

David Meade February 23, 2015 at 12:17 PM My imagination liked the seasoned solider (a mighty warrior -- hey, it me, love that) -- specially trained for dangerous missions, a lethal weapon is his body, a powerful force that does not fail . . . Outstanding LO, powerful, passionate, and penetrating . . . 7, fav Eileen Manassian February 24, 2015 at 4:38 AM Mighty Warrior DM, eh? Lethal weapons eh? Hmmmmmmm.....lovely post, here. Loved your use of alliteration here....Powerful, passionate, and....penetrating...the heart, eh? ;) Oh, David. I'm a silly girl. I love to tease. I need some stress relief. Thanks for coming by to visit me. I know you're busy. Hugs

Emile Pinet February 23, 2015 at 12:01 PM The author used superb imagery and gentle words to bring her feelings to the page and into our hearts. Your emotions emerge from your words and we can feel what you're saying and how it effects you. Emile #7 "They would down your neck" ? Eileen Manassian February 23, 2015 at 12:12 PM Hi, Emile...I was editing as you were reading. Yes, thank you for pointing that out. If you have another read, you will see that I have corrected that. Thank you. :)

Njeri Hunjeri February 23, 2015 at 11:08 AM I agree with Kim on my fav line that she quoted. This poem is deeply sensual and I like it. Def 7 Eileen Manassian February 23, 2015 at 12:13 PM Thanks ever so much, Njeri. This poem just came to me. I was writing another one with a slightly different point of view, but this begged to be expressed this way. I'm glad you liked it. hugs

Kp Nunez February 23, 2015 at 11:03 AM 'they would escape and seek sanctuary on your body...". I find the core of the poem here, Eileen. Each and every part of the beloved's body is made to please and be pleased by her lover. Hence, it's just a matter of time that the mind will follow suit, for it too, was made to captivate, and be held captive of the loved one, Sensual and sublime. 7 and to the favs! Eileen Manassian February 23, 2015 at 12:14 PM Aren't you sweet! :) Thanks for the many visits today. I'm very touched! :) I wanted to show the battle going on between desire and decision....Desire won! ;) Hurray!!! In poetry...Desire can win! Isn't that sublime. Hugs...and thanks for the visits.