Star-crossed
by
Roger Crique
(Age: 51)
copyright 11-14-2005
Age Rating: 18 to 127
In my lair I sleep
forever engulfed in the myriad that is you
The sunlight wakes me
Once again, I ask myself, why you?
There is a thing about you that I detest
I deplore the grandiose nature of your walk
The fervent movement of your hips
hips that wail as you stroll
I cannot resist it
The lifting of your brow
as you look down on me
my manhood cannot mitigate
Your attributes you wield
Your laughter pre-empts your intentions
as you move across the way
But in your satin sheets
I’m sure your body and mine become leveled
You on your lofty perch
and I on my earthly hearth
intrigued by the vast difference
we engage in our nightly plot.
A raging fire lights up your curves
overlooking your mannered and cultured ways
In your sheets, the curtain drops
the flesh erodes
desire swallows reason
The pretense of your discretion is left naked
On your four posts
the ocean swells
waves of passion splashing wildly
In abundance, your gifts are compensated
Inside your wilderness
I deeply penetrate
to quench my thirst of your many moods
Your fire rages throughout the night
your battle-cries are heard
as you dance in the redeeming fire
My spear raised and aimed at your dancing silhouette
The fire crackles
shimmering light reflects on your pupils
Once gain, I aim to kill!
Again, I miss the mark
for I am delirious in my naked stupor
The morning comes
The sun peeks through the blinds
Your spirit is lifted
as is the flight of the condor
in the warm Peruvian air
Your foundation is unshaken
But the night will come
The moon will dance with the stars
my redemption in your sighs I’ll find
A thousand comets will light up my way to your bed
I will fall in love with you all over again
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WOW! You talk about intense writing. You really put a lot of emotions into this piece. Your use of highly descriptive words carried this whole poem through from start to finish making it a most enjoyable piece to read. I thought you did a superb job on this one and enjoyed it very much. Excellent work.
Very intense. Very descriptive. Quite embarrassing, but I had to read it til the end.. and again..
You are a great artist, Roger. You may have an ulterior motive, meaning, to your works, but you are also able to paint a beautiful picture that we all can enjoy without demanding the mystery be solved.
I think this poem means exactly what it sounds like, whether or not in reality for you, or as Brian said, a product of your fertile imagination
I do hope that this is a product of your fertile imagination, otherwise you would be hopelessly besotted.
It made me think of that old saying. I can't remember who said it, but I think it was.
'Treat every whore like a lady, and every lady like a whore'.
You have certainly lifted above the moon/June/love/dove poems. Well done.