| Poem: Submit | Random | Best | Worst | Recent | Comments |
|
Lover (Free verse) by Bethy Only yesterday, I saw him,
his wings in full spread.
I notice his eyes,
they were of blood red.
He wisp around me,
and lightly touched down,
I looked at his body,
it made my heart pound.
His nails drew across me,
I could hardly think,
he thrust himself forward,slowly,
gently, perfectly in sync.
I searched for an escape,
still bound by his stare.
His breath on my bosom,
his eyes everywhere.
His caress stilled me,
my thinking not clear.
I reached out to touch him,
but he wasn't there.
Up the ladder:
Fine Line
Down the ladder:
the only thing worse than living (revised, liberated)
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 8.5
Posted: September 29, 2008 10:11 AM PDT; Last modified: September 29, 2008 11:31 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.1659904 Overall Rank: 5084 Comments:
wow, what a dream! Tell me how to dream this way. Or am I wrong?
183 view(s)
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
I was hoping someone would see that this was a poem about puberty. I wrote this 29 yrs ago, at age 14...I had a lot of freaky dreams and this was one. Thought I'd submit it and see what would happen. After reading it, I now see that perhaps people would think it to be about a vampire :).Hmmm maybe it was a vampire, heheh. Innocently assuming, none the less...maybe a different title? more info? Of course that would be a lot of changes for an old poem.
Thank you Drummah. Its nice to see new work here on poemranker.
You truly have class and style. :) Bethy