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Kiss Me (Free verse) by smiffy84 Oh, my friend
You are cold
I am cold
My hands are cold
And the fire looks inviting
Come sit with me
Watch the flames dance
Let them lap your body
With sweet waves of feeling
Sweet pain, sweet pleasure
It matters not
Come take my hand
Let me show you
Let me let you live
Feel the feelings
Long forgotten
Do not be afraid
It only hurts for a while
Take yourself
Allow yourself
Come, let me show you
Into the flames
Let them warm you
Let them free you
Let them make you feel
My cold hands are around you
You are with me
You are safe
As you get hotter
Let it happen
Do not resist
It will only hurt for a while
And I am here
My hands now warm with you
I hold you
Old friend
We are here again
Together
As we should be
As we were before
As we will soon be again
Let the flames wash over you
Feel their bitter kiss
Take them in deep
For you will soon kiss me
Take it in
Let yourself feel it
You are nearly there
Almost ready
Almost warm enough
You have not freed yourself
You do not feel
I am with you
Always
We will feel it together
Give me your feeling
That sweet kiss
But not yet
Not till you are free
Not till you feel
As I will soon
Now you begin to open
I can see you glowing
You dance in the flame
And the flame dances in you
You are ready, my friend
You are warm in my hands
Now, out of the fire
I have you, I am here
Now kiss me
With that warm, sweet kiss of before
Touch my arm
And let me feel the kiss again
I am holding you still
You are warm, light
Ready
Oh, sweet emotion
Dear anticipation
I love you
Now kiss me
Make me feel
Awaken me
I need to feel it
Do not wait
The time is right
You are ready
I am ready
Kiss me
That hot, sweet, steel
Kiss me
Make it better
I need it
I need you
So hot in my hand
So hot in my arm
Kiss me again
Deeper
Longer
More
I need you
I love you
Kiss me
Let me feel it
Deep inside my flesh
Kiss me again
Donât stop
I need it
Itâs been so long
You feel so good
Deeper
Longer
Make me feel
I need to feel
You make me alive
Kiss me again
The sweet kiss
Your mark is left
I need it
It feels like before
I feel like before
When it was good
When we were together
We are together again
Kiss me
Kiss my arm
Kiss my body
Kiss my neck
Make me feel
Your kisses feel so good
You love it
You need it
As I do
Do it again
I need to feel it
Kiss me till the warmth has gone
Make me want it
Kiss me
See the crimson
Kiss me
Watch it flow
Kiss me
Like before
Make me bleed
I need it
More
More
Kiss me deeper
The sweet, searing kiss
The blood
I need it
Kiss me again
You are red
Red with my blood
Kiss me again
I hold you
Your handle is heavy
Your blade so light
Kiss me again
My arm is red
I love it
I need it
The blood
The pain
The feeling
Kiss me
I need to feel
It was like this before
It changed
Now we are back
Together again
I need you
I canât stay away
I canât heal
I donât want to heal
I want to bleed
I want to be kissed
Kiss me
Kiss me
I know you like it
You like the feeling
Inside my arm
Inside my flesh
You love me
I love you
Do it again
Itâs not too much
Itâs been so long
I need more
I need to be kissed
Kiss me again
Kiss my neck
Deeper
Make me feel you
Kiss me
Kiss my throat
Kiss me
Make me bleed
The time is right
Take me
All the way
Tonight
Kiss me deeper
This is the time
Take me
Away
All the way
Kiss me
Then I feel no more
Let me go
Take me with you
Kiss me
Kill me
Take me
Now
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The Poem To End All Poems
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Posted: June 18, 2005 9:59 AM PDT; Last modified: June 18, 2005 9:59 AM PDTWeighted score: 3.9690578 Overall Rank: 13396 Comments:
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18-Jun-05/11:21 AM
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Smothered in kisses, the dramatic impact drowned in saliva.
Sounds like an over excited guinea pig humping its food bowl.
You're a funny man.
take you where?
fire, blisters, kiss me, take me away with your gothic foreplay... but not this lifetime; not today.-3- for length.
Right, so many misconceptions here, my own fault, I should imagine, but still. This poem is not about kisses, foreplay, or anything like that. It is written about the period in my life where I self- harmed. The "Friend" is the knife, the "Kiss" is the actual act of cutting my arm, the fire is exactly what it says on the tin; I would heat the knife in the fire before cutting myself to reduce the risk of infection, and also to increase the sensation when i cut. Nothing sexual in there, unless you're into that kind of thing
>>my arm is red<<
There are actually a lot clues and I admit, I didn't see them. A new approach is required... No, it's not a good poem. It's far, far too long and is basically a written account of a filmed event with a soundtrack of you telling what you, at exact this and this moment, think and feel. It's really too much. Subjects like these call for subtility. Poem's not crude, it's not graphic, it's simply too much.
this "Written account" of which you speak was exactly what I was aiming for. I wanted a stream of consciousness- laced interior monologue, detailing what I did to myself, and how it felt. Yes, I used creative liscence (I have never tried to slit my own throat, and I never did it with the intent of dying), but this was my way of dealing with something that has had a profound and continuing impact on my life. "Subjects like this call for subtlety", I'm sorry, but unless you have actually cut yourself, you have no place telling me or anyone else how such things "Should" be addressed. How a person deals with a situation like this is entirely up to them, there is no wrong answer, there is no "Should". The fact that you se fit to dictate to me how to address something so important and personal to me, with, so far as my knowledge stretches, no experience of it yourself, I find insulting in the extreme. You are entitled to your opinion, and your own way of dealing with things, please allow me mine.
re: "but unless you have actually cut yourself, you have no place telling me or anyone else how such things "Should" be addressed."
I disagree. Care to tussle? 146 view(s)
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