I Held Her Once

I held her once,
her breasts of grace to mine,
pole to pole in unguarded frivolity,
and cured she was of human crust,
angel wings embraced,
the lustre of the flaming heavens,
she traced in relentless sculpture,
honing me from stone
to flesh and muscle,
the wild whimsy of a siren,
and I a naïve reluctant,
swaddled in burnished fear,
engrained the want to have
her silken flesh near,
but my intentions cavalier,
and she, my mistress devout.

Until the heavens soured to shadow,
her weeping disappointment my sorrow,
gritted teeth and feigned relief,
as she just exposed my underbelly,
my reserve so indiscreet,
I lost what lust she keeps,
and me, the fallen brackish
of a once sought love,
fell to new lows,
stripped naked, no clothes
to keep up the appearance,
just a needle crushed loathing
for all I am not,
lingering in a dark slot, no key to unlock
the very iron door that mocks
my mortal being.

I held her once,
and in stark review
I cannot construe to know
my colourless wrong
and avoidable place,
lust my forked path decision,
my utter pained admission of failure,
crimson scathed and under-appraised
the remnants of dream and misled facades,
fine designs of no footing,
beauty’s crumbling,
and I in clouds of denial,
spiral out of worlds
into a hell of the worst conspiring,
pain and sorrow’s prying
into my pallid truth.

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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