Escapade

Two strangers meet in the night as emotional fireworks go off.

Escapade

Captivated by the night

strangers on a rendezvous

finding mutual delight

drink to all the loves they knew,

those affairs that passions bred

with stout champions now all dead.

Under moon and candle light

fascinations once taboo

make 'em hold each other tight

as they follow every cue.

Bodies tangled toe to head

touch in places where they're led.

The impending needs of two

who conspire to end their plight

cause us all to think anew

of the sanctity of right.

In the morning, each shall shed

wantonness for a cool head.

Reviews

[Abdul Aziz]

I wonder why but this poem reminds me of the movie Before Sunrise. It is sad, as the ending couplet points out, that physical and emotional intimacy get separated in our minds when pleasure and longing overcome the saner aspects of our brains. Extra props for the structure, by the way. Always a fan of rhymed poetry!

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your detailed comment, Abdul! Your assessment is correct. It’s not wise to treat others as object instead of unique personalities with souls. Over time, people who treat others his way begin to see themselves as objects whereby they lose all of their self worth.

[NeiL ArandA]

You describe two inlove people who are physically infatuated with one another and could not wait before after they say I DO . But you penned it very beautiful. The choice of words were not sensual nor erotic in nature .Yet still captured and painted the picture of two people madly inlove with one another before they even thought of tying the knot .

[Aethereal]

Thanks for our detailed review, Neil! It takes a great deal of skill to write an interesting poem without introducing sensual or erotic content. Erotic content is all too often used as a poor substitute for a lack of skill. Glitz camouflages many sins.

[icelandicblue]

A very nice rendition of two strangers meeting and parting. The last couplet nailed the whole thing. It's not called the walk of shame for nothing.

[Aethereal]

Thanks, icelandicblue! After this last couplet my rhyming nonet poem "Did You Ever" should begin.