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Ruin of My Desire

You're here again, in my thoughts My desire for you is intoxicating I can smell you still in the air around me Still taste you on my lips and on my tongue I can still feel you pressed against me Still feel that ecstatic shudder of lust And yet I know I shouldn't, I should lock my mind Like so many times before, deny you access Like all those before you, deny you utterly Yet I cannot do that, the desire, the lust I can't resist, I won't resist, I dare not You are part of me now, part of my thoughts Even my mind is tainted by you I look down at the bruises on my arms, I stare into them and see me holding you I know I shouldn't, I know I should deny you But I can't, it’s all I can do to resist you Resist the idea of opening my heart But I cannot open my heart to you, To open it is to invite disaster To fall into lust with you is to fall into Ruin And yet Ruin is what I desire, I desire the ruin of my world most And I desire you to ruin it all I should not, could not, allow you into my heart I cannot allow myself to be burned by that fire The flames of desire that burns so hot. And so I bask in the effervescent glow of your skin The deep pools of your eyes, so deep and cool I allow the rumble of your voice to shake me to the core Lower myself into your arms and your heart It will be my Ruin, but what a glorious ruin it shall be An epic Crescendo to all that I desire and have hoped for

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 1/2/2010 5:49:00 AM
We've all been there. Good luck. Nice write.
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Date: 1/2/2010 5:42:00 AM
Don't worry Sara, they're only bruises from play fighting with her, gets a bit rough but its only fun. Thank you VERY much for your concern though! Martin Walker
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Date: 1/2/2010 5:37:00 AM
The line "I look down at the bruises on my arm". Sent me an alarm. I hope that this is a topic and not life. If life get help. Drew me in and got my attention. Very descriptive and passionate. Sara
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