My Shameful Secret

My Shameful Secret

A Poem by Askew

Do you want to know a secret?
Something I could never tell anyone I know?
I want to be loved
Desperately and passionately
I want someone to hold my wrists
Kiss my knuckles
Smile at me like they need me
I want to be wanted
I want to be loved like a poem or a song
I want a great romance like in stories and myths
I want to be the Eurydice to someone’s Orpheus
To be held and adored and cared for
To be kissed just for the sake of being kissed
To be touched reverently and softly
Without sexual intentions or hidden motives
Innocent and pure affection and love
The kind of love that only exists in movies and books
Kiss me just to kiss me
Hold me just to hold me
Love me just to love me
I’m tired of sweaty nights under the sheets
Of wandering hands and eyes
Driving home at night with messy hair and makeup and ruined stockings
Intimate exchanges with strangers I’ll never see again
Pick up lines and men pretending to be interested in what I have to say
I want to be loved
Desperately and passionately
And I can never tell anyone
Because no one ever understands when I try to explain
It is my secret
And I will take it to my grave

© 2023 Askew

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Your secret, I believe, is the wish of so many. To be loved for the sake of loving, not the expectation of bodies mingling beneath the sheets. This is beautifully expressed.

Take care - Dave

Posted 5 Months Ago

Wow this is so amazing and relatable. How we all want to feel genuine love in this world filled with lust.

Posted 9 Months Ago

so beautifully worded. I too, feel the same way at times.

Posted 10 Months Ago

I'll bet others feel the same and can relate.

Posted 11 Months Ago

Very enjoyable read her Askew. My first of yours, and i am greatly impressed. Your cadence is fantastic. Each line builds the reader's anticipation to hopes of you finding what you seek. And then your finishing is well ...A++
desperately and passionately/and i can never tell ... zero's right to the bulleye of what is reality for so many of us (if not all). the inner longing we can't (don't dare) to tell anyone.


Posted 11 Months Ago

I love your wirds,
Desperately and passionately
And I can never tell anyone
Because no one ever understands when I try to explain

Its very understandable really

Posted 11 Months Ago

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Added on August 2, 2023
Last Updated on August 2, 2023




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