- Erotic Poetry
- le petit mal
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Click heremy head is pounding again
what is that noise i hear in the distance
it is driving me fucking insane
and i hate all this impatience
what a terrible trait to possess
to not be able to wait for anything
i sit there and drool, obsessed
and wonder why i feel that sting
between my legs...that feeling
it makes me sigh, take a deep breath
it hurts so good, i want no healing
and i wait for that lil death
le petit mal...the dripping of my desire
i want it so bad it hurts my hand
as i drown in my own burning fire
and i wonder when i will land
land, from this high
that makes me impatient
that makes me sigh
that leaves me staring in the distance
obsessed by the want
possessed by the lust
taken over by the haunt
of your ghost
- COMMENTS
My Erotic Taleover 19 years agopowerful words made this
a very powerful and passionate poem~
Nice feel from the read~
excellent poem~
foehnover 19 years agoThere are some interesting things going on in this and the other poems you submitted today. A bit on a darker side I'm not used to seeing so often, I enjoyed the slant-rhymes in this one. You seem to have an excellent command of moulding words into poetry... I'll be looking for others.
