Plague of a Woman-Girl

Plague of a Woman-Girl

A Poem by ohsograceful
"

thoughts on an experience that squeezes my chest

"
The plastic canvas cushion left woven welts on my skin
and steam filled the room until I felt drugged and heavy.
His lips were always tense, like he was on the verge of whispering 
and he muttered "I love you" in a good way.
I liked the idea that someone could be attracted to my words;
because I either need to be alone 
or held and rocked by someone who gives a damn.
It's too late for me now. 
I know the sharp curve of his jaw on my cheek bones,
and how my fingers feel when they're locked in the groove of his shoulder,
and that my skin smells like him for a few blissful hours
after I drive home alone. 
but the air above me is clear and my hands are empty. 
Rejection is not worth the death of passion,
so I let him guide my spine in unfamiliar traditions, 
terror and honey in all the cliched ways. 
I told him to tame me gently, 
but instead 
he left a note on my windowsill 
that read:
I'm sorry, my dear.
It went out doing what it loved most. 

© 2017 ohsograceful



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Passion in overdrive. But, there is no cruise control. He stepped on the brake prematurely and slid past a two way even though her map was clear.

Oh well, he can doodle on the steamed up windows she left him. He will find them chilled of her lost art far to quick.

Raw and sensual, and she is left untamed. Her jungle will howl again. Great piece. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ohsograceful

2 Months Ago

she was all freedom, windows wide and no seat belt. He stepped on the brake prematurely and her warm.. read more



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key line -
Rejection is not worth the death of passion

sounds like there were always some doubts. he wants to drive with her a not-so-willing passenger until he slams on the brakes and sends her into a difficult skid. perhaps those skid marks are what draws the line between a woman and a girl. Plagues don't last forever. we live to love again ...

Posted 3 Days Ago


ohsograceful

2 Days Ago

exactly :)
wow, such a heartfelt write here, I felt a certain tugging in me while reading it. You write with passion.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


ohsograceful

2 Days Ago

thank you so much :)
very descriptive yet advanced. liked the way how sensuously it's penned down in these mesmerising words. u have well captured the shades of ur caramelized experiences in the ink of love. looking forward to reading your work!

Posted 1 Month Ago


This is so passionate and emotional. Wonderful job!

Posted 1 Month Ago


unfamiliar traditions... I love it!! Great piece! I'm looking forward to reading more.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Passion in overdrive. But, there is no cruise control. He stepped on the brake prematurely and slid past a two way even though her map was clear.

Oh well, he can doodle on the steamed up windows she left him. He will find them chilled of her lost art far to quick.

Raw and sensual, and she is left untamed. Her jungle will howl again. Great piece. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ohsograceful

2 Months Ago

she was all freedom, windows wide and no seat belt. He stepped on the brake prematurely and her warm.. read more
Steamy!! Grammar.. He left a note..not sure what you refer to by It went out doing what it loved most. Content is good... passion for the sake of passion is no more than a primal urge.. isnt love more enduring?


Posted 3 Months Ago


ohsograceful

3 Months Ago

normally I would agree, but real love in this world is a rare thing, passion is a much more common d.. read more
Gejodi

3 Months Ago

I see your point. True or real love can be rare but if it is not worth the search why do so many se.. read more
ohsograceful

3 Months Ago

I can't say whether the search is worth it or not, I think you can justify it either way. Such a lov.. read more

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