A Virgin Twisted with Perversion

Just the thought of you in my heart
fills me with such a deep overwhelming desire
that I find myself having to block out
thoughts of you just to breath.
But still you haunt my dreams
disappearing when I wake
to the cruel reality of reality.
My obsession of you
and even just
the idea of you
leaves my body
aching, shaking,
crazy cold.
I want...
NO!
I need just one memory of you,
and not that of friendship and a lost chance
but that of carnal pleasures
pleaded and exceeded
far beyond my naughty
dreams have ever felt.
Excuse me but my virginity
has perverted me
and by no fault of my own
corrupted my thoughts
sullied my eyes with porn.
I could not escape
voodoo,
belladonna,
and whats his name???
Rapped in a box
with a little bow
all their knowledge of sex
has burdened my soul
I'm a dirty girl
disguised in a good girl package.
But I'll never be satisfied
till you leave me
ravaged, beaten and
begging for more.


By Samantha Campbell
3/20/09
1:37 A.M.

Reviews

[Art]

twisted....twisted, twisted...even with all the satisfaction one is left begging for more...now that's a bit of lust...

nice work....

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem. I like the word of desire and great emotion.
'I'm a dirty girl
disguised in a good girl package.
But I'll never be satisfied
till you leave me "
Total poem was very good. Each line making the poem stronger and giving it purpose and a very good ending. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Bran the Broken]

Honest, fierce, and giddy and harsh by turns. Very pulse-pounding.