James Stevenson Poet Idyll (Idyl)

My Tenderness

Romance is murder with tenderness ,I touch your lips with a gental kiss.
I hold you close ,I arouse your fear I'm loving you ,you keep me near .
you use me I'm useing you .Whats the liveing suppose to do ?
A fleeting thought a drying tear .
Lets rewind I am your fear ,my jaws slam down the blood it sprays ,
I'll murder you then count the ways ,
      I hold you close in my dispare ,
I came back for you but you were'nt there............................




                                               James Stevenson...................................................

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Charmaine Chircop March 8, 2010 at 2:11 PM Original kind of tenderness..reading between the lines its very deep..excellent James..Charma

Carolyn Devonshire February 26, 2009 at 11:22 PM James, "murder with tenderness" is a unique way to define romance. This is a truly phenomenal poem, both frightening and passionate at the same time! Into my favorites you go. And I appreciate your sentiments on "Robbing the Dead." My Dad died last month, and it's a true story. Nothing like kicking mourners when they're down, eh? Carolyn