I am obsessed
With the smell
Not the scent
Of his skin
The touch of distant desire
Turns me on
More than attention
I am obsesed
With the sheer discomfort
Of being around
Unattainable closure
Oh, my restless mind
What did you do
Did you have to stoop
so so low..
I am obsessed
With the thoughts of violating you
Slowly. Steadily
Like poison ivy
Sometimes there is no glory of pleasure
Just a fade shade of compromise
You are to weak to understand, my desires
Or too scared to give in
I was obsessed with the wrong kind
In the end
The fault is all mine
Lovely and powerful! Rich in its imagery and fine texture! 10+++ This amazing write clearly shows your great potential in the Poetry World! Keep it up! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City! ...
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A sublime start with a nice poem, Maya S. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.