Eileen Manassian Poet Free verse

Possessed

I’m going to possess you as I undress you
Peel away every other dream
Layers of broken promises
That cover your heart
Fall to the floor
There with your shirt
Discarded they lie
Crumpled

I unbuckle your belt
That binds
The failed romance
I pull away from your being
In my firm grip
Suspended in space
For a time
Enough for you to see
My relish as I let it drop

With eyes fixed up at you
I unbutton each inhibition
That keeps your tenderness
concealed
Forcing the covering down to the ground
Helping you kick it away
As I reach for what you hide
There inside

I uncover your strength
Now evident, seen
I take possession of you
Bit by bit
As I take you in
And push out every other thought
Of anyone you ever sought
I....take....possession 


Yes!
Keep your eyes WIDE OPEN
Don’t think
Don’t blink
I’m here
Look at me
LOOK AT.....ME!
In my eyes
No lies
No disguise
I mesmerize
Hypnotize
Make you VISUALIZE
ME

My flowing back hair 
Your only true covering
All you'll need
I feed
Feel me take control
Body, mind, and yes….I'll take your soul
As I devour you whole
I nibble and taste
Not a bit of haste
Hearing you beg and plead
In need
Now….
yes….now...
F~**R~**E~**E~**D*****
FREED!!!!

And I sigh
Satisfied 
I see you crumple
As down you lie
Depleted of self
Depleted of her
Depleted of everything
Everything but me

P O S S E S S E D!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Paul Callus July 13, 2014 at 6:58 AM A 7+ rating if it were possible. I don't have much to say considering that the most relevant has already been said. But I can see the difference from those writes where you are at a loss and in doubt, when compared to this assertive poem in which you are completely in charge, mentally and physically. // paul Eileen Manassian July 13, 2014 at 7:46 AM I have missed your visits, Paul. I'm glad you have come back to see me. You know me well. My life is one roller coaster. If you read my earlier writes...this ferocity is there too. That is from before you were on the sight. Perhaps read...YOU RUN....in which I am the huntress and he the prey. This is not a new theme with me. This is who I am. Thank you for your visits, my dear.

Justin Bordner July 13, 2014 at 2:54 AM I just had to lose myself, yet find myself again in this poetic stunner, and it won't be the last time either Eileen. You deserve praise for the brilliant psychological metaphors in this amazing Art of Desire and Conquest. J.A.B. Eileen Manassian July 13, 2014 at 3:02 AM Desire and conquest are very central to my being. Control is sometimes sweeter than pleasure. Perhaps it is because one feels needed, alive, and essential to life. Yes, thank you for seeing the metaphors in this piece. It is reminiscent of my write...And the Poetess Said. Perhaps you could also read The Prostitution of Her Love to understand this particular write better. Thanks for reading. A second visit is a delight!

Justin Bordner July 12, 2014 at 1:28 PM A priority Possession, a dangerous, reblious Angel you are with the ardor of Aphrodite and the aggression of Athena. Devouring yet liberating, loving but also seizing your satisfaction. You are beyond visual, you are ecstacy actual! FAV. Eileen...J.A.B Eileen Manassian July 13, 2014 at 2:58 AM Yes, there is a rebellious streak in me, Justin. It's always been there and at times, I have to try very hard to suppress it. In the community in which I live...it isn't easy at times. The last line of your post is a real thriller. Thank you.

Richard Lamoureux July 12, 2014 at 9:19 AM Now this is an ooh la la to the tenth power. Even my new air conditioner can't cool down the heat coming off the screen! Eileen Manassian July 12, 2014 at 11:45 AM :) I hope your screen melted!

Lucilla Carrillo July 11, 2014 at 11:04 PM This is good, first I thought you were possessed by the devil. Now I know better. Girl - you got talent. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla Eileen Manassian July 12, 2014 at 1:33 AM Thank you, my sweet dear friend. Good to have your support. Not many of comment on this poem though many have read it. Interesting. Hugs

Andrea Dietrich July 11, 2014 at 9:20 PM wow, this is smoldering, Eileen. Your forte is passionate poetry!!! So good to hear from you today too. Luv, Andrea Eileen Manassian July 12, 2014 at 1:33 AM I'm passionate about passion. What can I say? My pleasure to visit!

Tim Smith July 11, 2014 at 8:23 PM Finally had time to delve into this one..Marvelous Eileen...Stripping him of all his sins, inhibitions, all the lying and cheating...Then taking control like he had once done...Very well played my dear....Hugs Tim Eileen Manassian July 12, 2014 at 1:34 AM Thanks, Tim. Glad to have a visit from you and your insight into this. Hugs

Anne-Lise Andresen July 11, 2014 at 11:33 AM - Eileen, a really powerful poem - well written, with temperament and power! - You show that you do not allow you to "crack" - a strong woman behind the words - Hope all is well with you :) - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Eileen Manassian July 12, 2014 at 1:35 AM Thanks, my dearest Sunshine! I must be strong to survive. Writing helps me survive. At least I can live my dreams here. Hugs