Virgin Lost At Sea Poem by Taylor Hughes
Virgin Lost At Sea
Rating: ★5.0
still tasting nicotine
(nothing like the stench
of addiction on the breath)
-nature's aphrodisiac
I writhe in the madness
of pleasure
of conjoining pain
from an unknown source
(known
yet pushed aside)
the breath in my ear
sends pangs
throughout the joints
while the pants
equal mine
now.
I understand.
completely.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
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4/26/2024 3:51:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
How the drug addicts writhe in pleasure when their physique is weakening day by day is visually shown! Very good poem on this subject untrodden often by poets.