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Lover's Burn

Saw you, 
saw you staring at me, that hunger in your eyes. 
You looked delicious. 
I wanted to eat you up, 
and swallow you down. 
Across the room, I felt 
the heat between us. 
What are you doing, my beautiful beast? 
It's all I can do 
to control myself 
from calling out to you, 
asking if it's true, 
that you desire me 
to lie down with you, 
under my cross 
that I left at your home. 
Am I your sweet little temptress? 
Watch me dance. 
Watch my hips, 
my belly sliver like a snake. 
Look into my eyes, 
my eyes of fire....
the blue seas...of pain. 
I want you. 
I yearn and burn to have you again. 
I love you. I hate you. 
I want to be free of you. 
Lord, oh, set me free.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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Burton Avatar
August 2, 2008 at 1:50 PM
wow,thats deep stuff right there huh? great poem
Degenhardt Avatar
August 1, 2008 at 6:44 AM
This is written with clear visuals and passion, but as in another comment, I think there's more. As I can interpret this as the subject being one of abuse from a father, she knows no other, loves him, but hates him. A very good write. Michael
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