Eileen Manassian Poet Dramatic Monologue

Touch Me

Touch me with your eyes
Let them roam all over me
Staring at what they desire
Embers of your soul’s fire
Touch me with your eyes

Touch me with your smile
Lighting me with need
Validating my form
With a curl of praise
Promise of what is to come
Touch me with your smile

Touch me with your tongue
Your ambassador of love
Sent to foreign lands: my body
Let it tease me
Please me
Fill me 
Thrill me
Representing you
And what you will do
Touch me with your tongue

Touch me with your words
Let them make love to my mind
An intercourse of flames
Working their way into the folds
Of where my desires lie
Dormant...still
Waiting to be found
Touch me with your words

Touch me with your thoughts
Turn them into hands
That caress 
Ravishingly posses
Enslave to liberate
Able to satiate
Pain to sedate 
Determined to consummate
My rebel needs
Touch me with your thoughts

Touch me with your heart
Spread it all over mine
Let them beat in time
Sweetest rhythm
Pulsating rhyme
Sublime
The thunder of love
The symphony of life
A exultant melody
Of ecstasy
Touch me with your heart

Touch me with your body
The beauty of your frame
A man's mission to claim
To drive in the stake
Marking ownership of me
Touch me with your body

Oh...resurrect me with your touch!
Touch me
TOUCH me
Touch ME
TOUCH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Touch me deep inside
Where my fantasy lies
Sleeping
A Sleeping Beauty
Waiting for your kiss of bliss
Touch me with your lips
Make me come
ALIVE!

Roya

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Scott Thirtyseven July 22, 2014 at 7:13 AM What a wonderful write. My fav stanza is the tongue, the double entendre, fantastic. A most enjoyable read, thanks for sharing.

Justin Bordner July 21, 2014 at 2:49 AM To touch every inch of your body, every glimmer of your soul, brining you to total bloom. Another sensual and soulful Masterpiece Eileen. You need deep love! " A man's mission to claim, drive in the stake..." Mmmmm....J.A.B. Eileen Manassian July 21, 2014 at 9:48 AM Thank you for calling this a masterpiece, Justin. That is high praise for me, and I do cherish it dearly. I want to write a poem from a man's perspective sometime. The ability to claim, possess and to bring to bloom, must be a very satisfying experience. There are joys in both roles. I would not exchange my womanhood for anything, but...sometimes one does wonder what it would be like. Deep love...everyone's dream.

Richard Lamoureux July 20, 2014 at 1:47 PM I don't want it to be old hat my dear. Certainly not an indication of lack of appreciation, this is indeed a scorcher! Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 1:49 PM Richard...you're never old hat with me. Ever.

Tim Smith July 20, 2014 at 9:57 AM This is touching me ...Last night...looking in to those angel eyes :) Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 10:05 AM If there were sweetness to a reply...this would be it, Tim. Thank you, my dear. I'm glad to have touched you with this write...Twinkle twinkle!

Richard Lamoureux July 20, 2014 at 8:49 AM I heard the scream of passion across the ocean. This fellow is obviously the master of foreplay. As for me I wouldn't have made it past the third stanza *lol* Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 10:04 AM ;) You did now, did you? You wouldn't now, would you? Ahhhhhh....well, I'm trying to think of a witty comeback and I'm...lost for words. So....glad you liked this piece, though I didn't get my Oh la la this time! Hugs

Paul Callus July 20, 2014 at 6:01 AM Hi Eileen...I love how you build up to a passionate climax relying on imagination and anticipation. Touch Me is one such great example! // paul Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 10:00 AM Paul...Is there anything more beautiful than anticipation that is sure of fulfillment...Anticipation that KNOWS...KNOWS...that the giving will be reciprocal...that the union will be magical...that for a moment in time...you are immortal...tasting heaven and bliss...and all that was meant to be? I'm hopeless...I know. Romance...eludes me...but my heart can dream.

Dr. Upma A. Sharma July 20, 2014 at 1:27 AM Full of passion n longing is this very lovely write Eileen,, well penned //Upma// Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 9:58 AM Longing Dr Upma...The longing...for souls to connect...not just physically...Oh...when minds unite...when hearts are one...the pleasure is doubled. Thank you for your visits. You are so sweet to me.

Arthur Vaso July 20, 2014 at 12:59 AM LOL Well I sure hope they know I was kidding! Its the inside that counts, not the outside!!! Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 1:13 AM Shame on you...now you have me listening to the oldie goldies..and I'm crying buckets! Hope you're happy! ;) Like I needed nostalgia to mess my brain! I love music almost as much as poetry...My soul lives in the lyrics....I breath them in....and live them...Hugs Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 1:12 AM True....it helps when the outside is pretty, though, yes? ;) Don't worry....I'm sure they know you're kidding!

Arthur Vaso July 20, 2014 at 12:41 AM Oh, your poem is romantic and filled with passion and love, the song is dull compared to you, its like comparing a book to the movie, the book is always better!!! And No, I like a woman who writes, do blondes write? ( kidding ) Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 12:44 AM Ha ha...... be careful! We have smart blonds on this site as well! Thanks, Arthur. My day is off to a good start.

Arthur Vaso July 20, 2014 at 12:25 AM oh my, also reminds me this song!!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgZm8okgH6c Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 12:36 AM Yes...I knew you'd be sharing Samatha with me!!! HA! Nothing new under the sun...Come now....my poem is better! ;) I'm no tramp in the night! HA HA! Arthur...you're funny. I did watch it again. She was a seductress. Do you like blonds?

Arthur Vaso July 20, 2014 at 12:20 AM This is classic Eilheen, if only there was more as you, may we clone you? It seems people these days both men and woman have forgotten the art of romance and passion! Eileen Manassian July 20, 2014 at 12:38 AM Oh...clone me and the world will end. Too many intense people....no laid back people...electricity flying...ALWAYS! ;) Yes...romance...and passion...and leaving a little something for the imagination, no?

Charmaine Chircop July 19, 2014 at 11:03 PM A very passionate poem dear Eileen,expressing a bonfire of emotions.Awesome!!! Eileen Manassian July 19, 2014 at 11:06 PM Thank you, my sweet. There are so many ways to bring passion to life...I wanted to capture that.