Rapture

Rapture

A Poem by Crowley
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for a prompt

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In rapture I bathed, cautious bones, stone still…


Her breath caught and I thought it was irreverent, but sexy
Shameful, shameful
I should not look at things from the pinpoint of a pig’s eye
Delirious sweats and needs, oh needs
Heated, heated
My desire out of control, does she know of my leaky valve
Pumping, pumping


© 2019 Crowley



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Oh desire; the sirens call from the rocky coast . . . a poem of mystery, conflicting thoughts and feelings.
"Fearfully and wonderfully we are made." We lose ourselves in desire and want nothing to stop it. Yet, even in the midst of desire we fight against our finite minds . . . the catch of a breath interpreted as the opposite of what it's meant to be. C, once again your poetic mind has worked wonders with simple words and images. Congratulations.
Tom

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Is it me, or do you write like nobody else? I meant that as a compliment, btw...

Posted 1 Month Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

Not sure, I do have my own style, it’s comes from the heart in my eye. I see things sometimes, and.. read more
this is so cool...and made me smile...i love "cautious bones, stone still"
mine have often enough been so stone still that when i started to move toward romance...the brittleness had them cracking apart...
j.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Crowley

1 Month Ago

It’s tough to be head over heals and not feel like a squib...lol. Glad you could identify, careful.. read more

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Crowley
Crowley

Phoenix, AZ



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