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firejerm
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since 2000-06-13
Posts 217
Springfield, OH, good ol USA

0 posted 2008-06-04 08:35 PM



With my eyes closed
I can feel your smell,
Delivering me souly
From the darkest hell.
Possessed by an evil
Which plays so good,
It makes me do things
Unless met I never would.
Intoxicated by a drug
Yet it leaves no tracks,
Nor an odor of breath
Not even a heart attack.
I yearn for it true
For I can't get fill,
It gives me such a rush
And curses me with thrills.

She plays at night
As well does feed,
Don't try to warn me
I will not heed.
Her chilling beauty
The sirens could not touch,
My veins run dry
I need her that much.
Latch on to me
And inject your passion,
Those warm eyes
Gaze with such compassion.
Thiefing my soul
Only to merge as one,
By the dawn's arrival
This deed will be done.

It's this velvet for sure
Which covers her face,
Reaching out in the night
Her texture I trace.
A kiss of heaven
Seen through an angel's eyes,
Draw me defensless
Leading to my demise.
Eveloped within her
I have now become,
Could it be then instead of now
So this could be done?
Silently I scream
Somewhere in the night,
When her vision's amiss
And she's out of sight.

My sanity is frayed
Rehab is for not,
There is no cure for her
No pill, tincture, or even a shot.
I need want and desire
A future so unknown,
Somewhere in the night
I hear her moan.
I slip inside deep
My center begins to drain,
What luscious sensation
The sweetest pain.
Her tase reamins here
Upon my lips,
Memorizing the torment
Of her wrenching hips.
Pulling me faster
The sweat beads on her brow,
Wanting to unleash
And I mean right now.

I'll never forget my love
How you looked that night,
I found a religion
With only a goddess in sight.
I ramble in prose
Trying to make a sense,
But I surrender
To your sweet essence.
So much we don't know
So much to cover,
Yet intrigued
By a mystery lover.
Take my hand
On this very day,
Maybe we could help each other
Find our way.

Jeremy T. Sellers
1/12/03
4:03 pm

"Those little slices of death, how I loathe them."
-Edgar Allen Poe

© Copyright 2008 Jeremy T. Sellers - All Rights Reserved
voice2bheard
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since 2007-10-19
Posts 591
New York
1 posted 2008-06-09 10:38 AM


Wow umm that was long and yet very unique and such an aspiring poem and I loved it.  it brought out so many emotions!!

Kate

midnightdreamer
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since 2008-02-03
Posts 309
Roy,ut
2 posted 2008-07-10 12:49 PM


i really liked it!!

midnightdreamer

"It was heaven........right in the center of hell" Bella from New Moon

PoetsPlay
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since 2007-12-22
Posts 56
California
3 posted 2008-07-20 01:15 PM


I really liked it! Especially the line ," A kiss of heaven/Seen through an angel's eyes..."

Alexandra

firejerm
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since 2000-06-13
Posts 217
Springfield, OH, good ol USA
4 posted 2008-07-20 11:09 PM


Thank you all for your kind words   I've been out of the game for a while and was just testing the waters.

"Those little slices of death, how I loathe them."
-Edgar Allen Poe

Mystress May
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since 2007-10-25
Posts 296
Taunton, MA
5 posted 2008-07-21 12:39 PM


Jeremy.... I love this piece. Sad.... erotic... sensual.... terrifying. I find all of these qualities here. It builds in intensity.... in a good way.

~~~Amanda~~~

Our scars are the foundation for what we have become

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