I hunger

I hunger…

 

Serenity plagues me,

As in, this deepening calm

Purloined my intimacy

Gone that body chaffing balm…

My eyes and her rose-wet cave,

…the intoxicating waves—

 

-with agony they crash…

and crash implacable

And hesitations pass

With my surrendered will

Forged to you, a weapon

and me an expression…

 

Doe-eyed and roving hands

Reserved a spot for them

Upon your silky lands

To pathways since condemned

And your soul banned from thought

Enfolds unto me taut—

 

With no self-consciousness

Surrendered in sensation

to melt into nothingness

Passed out in repletion

From this mighty paragon

What once plagued me was gone.

 

Oh how I hunger…

Paul Neglia

Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.
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Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.

8 thoughts on “I hunger

  • June 20, 2017 at 3:41 PM
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    Some very well crafted imagery in this sensuous tale. Great job, Paul. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

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    • June 20, 2017 at 9:12 PM
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      Thank you John. Im glad you enjoyed this.

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  • June 20, 2017 at 4:41 PM
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    My goodness, Paul. So evocative. You are so skilled at first words which create such an impact and hold on to the breathless end. Well done!

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    • June 20, 2017 at 9:13 PM
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      Mission accomplished then. Lol. Glad i reeled you in from jump street. Thank you so much for your kindness Phyllis.

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  • June 21, 2017 at 1:40 AM
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    Oh so palpable, hunger indeed Paul. Some lovely evocative imagery and great words play as always my friend. Kudos.

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    • June 21, 2017 at 12:18 PM
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      Thank you so much my fellow wordsmith. Much appreciation.

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  • June 22, 2017 at 4:42 AM
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    A surrendering to the inevitable, when intoxicating sensualities become irretrievable coercion, into where all translates into one colliding force of passion’s sweet caress. Beautifully written, my friend!

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    • June 29, 2017 at 1:03 PM
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      Thank you Donald much appreciated

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