Gregory Richard Barden Poet Rhyme

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I'm a scoundrel -

I'm a scoundrel, thru-and-thru
      please don't fall, whate'er you do
         no libel mine, should pain ensue
   withdraw your heart
should passion start
      what I want's not within
         but rather skin-to-skin

I'm a scoundrel, fond of flesh
      female forms in moonlight, fresh
         porcelain curves, a sensual thresh
   I'll not speak of
this phantom, "Love"
      but bid my time to waste
         on savoring your taste

I'm a scoundrel, that is true
      there is no heed in what I do
         exploring every inch of you
   with moistened lips
and fingertips
      adoring for my crime
         your surfaces, sublime

I'm a scoundrel, in-and-out
      weakened by a playful pout
         I worship on my knees, devout
   that place, divine
the lotus, thine
      seductive, yet demure
         your smouldering allure.

I'm a scoundrel, captives none
      a fool for live, libidinous fun
         and I will never be outdone
   my mission, lone
to make you moan
      perfecting what I do
         is ALL in pleasing you.

I'm a scoundrel, always be
      bent on dame debauchery
         still, I often wish you'd see
   my self as more
worth caring for
      I must admit to you
         that now I'm falling ...

too.

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John Hamilton September 9, 2017 at 1:10 PM You can't have it both ways, the thing about women is they cherish true love and devotion, using them as sexual objects gets tiresome, and in the end one ends up alone, wonderful writing as usual, Greg, this is the opposite message from your poem fairer indeed, a tribute to your writing skills, only the reader is left wondering what is your true view? Gregory Richard Barden September 10, 2017 at 6:59 AM Ah, the other is my view NOW, this was my view when I was in high school and college age, and out to conquer the world, (and as many beautiful women as I could). I am thankful for the experiences, but I am not the same man I was then. Even so, the last few lines speak to the fact that "he" ultimately wants true love anyway, and has been in denial. ;-) Thanks, my friend!

Lin Lane September 3, 2017 at 10:12 AM I'm going to have to agree with you in admitting that you're a scoundrel. Gregory Richard Barden September 3, 2017 at 6:07 PM Thanks, Lin - In all honesty I would have to agree with you ... I am, indeed, a scoundrel. I hope you liked the poem. :-)

Darren White September 3, 2017 at 7:05 AM Haha, wow, sensual Greg! And I love the wonderful rhyme and cadence you used. Well done my friend <3 Gregory Richard Barden September 3, 2017 at 6:08 PM Thank you, Dear friend ... I'm glad you liked it. Blessings, D ... <3

Russell Sivey September 3, 2017 at 5:16 AM Wow, Greg, you have outdone yourself with this amazingly remarkable and dramatic write! I have a feeling of love divine within this incredible poem, you have written a masterful piece! One full of imagery and pleasure and fondness throughout, what a harmonious poem! Great Work!! Gregory Richard Barden September 3, 2017 at 6:12 PM Thank you, Brother, that means a lot to me ... this one was a lot of fun, and memories of my younger self, trying to conquer the world, (or some would say my PRESENT self - and did!). I hope you're doing better, my friend - I assume so as you're doing your own typing today - yay! My love to Emma! <3