Lube,Condom and Vape

the poetry stemmed from the fact that I will make love to you so thoroughly that nobody else will be able to make you feel anything different other than what I did

If I ever had to make a scent
I would mix-the passion of a French romance,
the drama of a Shakespearian play and thick layers of impenetrable fog of desire.
It will celebrate the exact dimensions,exuberant
Collection of lube,condom,vape
Red lights,old songs and wrinkled Bed sheets curled up on our intertwined body.
The identical scent of you
Carefully hand crafted and sealed
Would be the greatest embellishment of my royal hallway.
I would decorate the walls with photographs.
Photographs of every account of lust,grandeur,dauntlessness or breaking rules
or setting fire
In the fabric of every known sensation you had so that
I could built an empire of
Souvenirs made upon my triumph over your senses,
How I conquered every inch of your body,
How I ruled the places where nobody would dare to visit,
How I gave you thunderbolt
In the raging sea of your dominance.
And I made sure that I gave you
Pleasure,passion,joy
And helpless cry of satisfaction
Everywhere,every pound,every ounce,every inch of your exquisite body.
I made sure,
There will be no new sensations
Only new reminders
Of how good
I devoured you.
You are my kingdom
And I've made sure I walked on every blade of grass,
I touched every bricks of rustic homes
I kissed every leper with no hesitation.
So you would know
The touch of god
And a mere touch of a petty human.
I will be the only god
Of every wave of illegitimate delight you would ever feel on your body.
I will be the begining of that beautiful hard cover book so that you can come running back to me,
When you try to open another chapter.
And in that hallway with all the black and white fierce fearless photographs of burning love
There will be a white picture of warmth,
In a couch,you,I,mom,baby brother and our three little kids,hugging and gushing over how our dog is so biased with our third child but not the first.
That's it,that would be the center piece of my hallway.
My hallway,the end of my quest to peace.

Author's Note

The line I kissed every leper means while making love forgetting every natural response to things we wouldn't do normally but would easily do while bed out of love and passion.
The poem talks about how the protagonist have sexually explored his lover/her lover that there's nothing left for the lover to feel anew.protagonist went every length to make sure there's no sexual stimulation left for the lover to experience it with somebody else,all the experiences will be linked only to the protagonist for which touch of god,this phrase is used.
Towards the end there's a softness added in the poem which basically expresses the vulnerability of the protagonist which depicts both the soft and hardcore side of the protagonist.

Reviews

[Kim S.]

Wow! this is quite a write here;
And I've made sure I walked on every blade of grass,
I touched every bricks of rustic homes
I kissed every leper with no hesitation.
So you would know
The touch of god
And a mere touch of a petty human.
I will be the only god

I loved this part, one amazing thought provoking write.