fdelano Posted July 2, 2013 Share Posted July 2, 2013 Intellect Sometimes digs a hole that only deepens with desire. I believe, perhaps because I want to, that she agrees. All this in memory of opportunity missed and regretted. So many years gone wasted in longing. Where is she I wonder, fantasizing. Her tantalizing face, round, plain and honest. Her body seen in innocent error but forever branded. She taunts me still, knowing I should have declared my love. Too late, too late. Still her erotic image emblazons my memory. Her skin covering breasts and thighs and her Venus Mons. Oh, God, I still long for her touch that never will be. Still, she lingers, her face and body next to me at night. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gatekeeper Posted July 2, 2013 Share Posted July 2, 2013 And sometimes the lingering isn't so imaginary, but the opportunity was - but that's another poem, more bitter than this. Enjoyed the taunt - easy to relate to. Quote from the black desert Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted July 3, 2013 Share Posted July 3, 2013 Ah yes, the story of regret & intellect.... Easy to relate to, concise erotic images sent me to my rolodex of similar memories: Very human, very good. Many Thanks! Con/Jur/D Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted July 3, 2013 Share Posted July 3, 2013 I like this very much. "Stuff happens" (or words to that effect:-) to the best of intentions, and wisdom gained over a life-time is often diluted with hindsight; but I suppose most of us just play the cards we are dealt at any given time and hope for the best. Happy 4th to you.. Geoff. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fdelano Posted July 3, 2013 Author Share Posted July 3, 2013 Thanks, GK, Doc and Geoff for giving some modicum of credence to this memory redux. Memories of specifics often fade with time, but I think the essence of emotions remain. At any rate, I'm pleased that to some, this passes as poetry. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fdelano Posted July 3, 2013 Author Share Posted July 3, 2013 I selfishly take this thread opportunity to congratulate our nation for the survival of our unique proclamation of independence of people. My hope is for that notion to remain alive, no matter the damage and scars self-inflicted. To me, the best way to celebrate is to study and dwell on the true meaning of our Declaration of Independence. Even in the cauldron of civil war, the intentions and words survive, and it is my greatest hope that it will continue to be the basis of our national intent. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
moonqueen Posted July 8, 2013 Share Posted July 8, 2013 Franklin, I absorb this and have regrets, not quite the same, but comparable. I have yet to figure out if it's a haunting of my sleep, or a comfort to remember. Nearly everything you write qualifies as poetry in my pages, sir. moon Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jainrohit Posted July 14, 2013 Share Posted July 14, 2013 erotic sensuous and powerdul .... the vivid picturisation of desire , beauty and mind's longings are sketched perfectly ... Enjoyed reading this Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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