All in Temptation

All in Temptation

A Poem by Shelly Braen

The heat is building,
Deliciously sweet, 
Oh but I musn't,
I dare not touch the fire,
Please do not,
Tempt me so,
Do not touch,
Look at me that way,
I cannot take,
The way you pierce me,
With smoldering gaze,
And do not light,
The fire of our old flame,
I willn't lie,
I am intrigued,
I am...captivated,
But please,
Please do not tempt me,
My breath is heavy,
My knees grow weak,
You do not hide,
Your smug satisfaction,
You know my heart,
You know my eyes,
I must hold on,
To something...anything,
Please no,
We musn't,
I cannot,
I am losing my grip,
My resolve crumbling,
I cannot breathe,
I try to remember,
Every tear,
Every pain,
The silence,
The regret,
How and why?
You whiped your slate,
Clean in a moment,
A pleasure than hurt,
What can I do?
The chills,
Oh dear sadist,
I am your submissive,
Your masochist,
Your clown,
You've bewitched me,
Ensnared my body,
My soul?
I hate you,
And love you for it,
This craving,
Damnation hastening,
Liquify me

© 2010 Shelly Braen


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This is great ..
i love vulnerability in all shapes ,how it become a woman
even men..i like this weakness..i like someone frightened that he will
soon submit,the knees will crumble and lose all strength
i like this weakness,here lies our beauty as humans
humans are not supposed to be that strong and revolting
and deny all calls..come lie here,you see the flames
get burnt..get hurt ,you will not regret,its your fate to taste
taste it all ,bitter or sweet you should try it all
for you are human and a weaklings ,you were made thus
otherwise you are just a beast..i never like you like that
lovely write..

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Ah yes, I have fallen victim to the same "regretable" circumstances. You hate it, but are powerless against it. Its amazing the powers that certain people can have over you. You dread it, fight it, succumb to it, then are left trying to repair yourself. Then you wash, rinse, repeat the same dangerous cycle all over again, still licking the wounds from the last go around. But this, I challenge, may be in fact the greatest reward that life can give you in the end. Your ability to taste the poison but still drink it freely, and then survive until its passing. I think there is more good than ill in those situations, but few are inclined to agree. Thank you for providing such a vivid memory.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ohhh! that yearning! you capture it soooo well! i dare not touch the fire, please do not tempt me! wonderful!!!! ohh, the longing! this one gave me this chills. what a wonderful write!!! bellisima!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is great ..
i love vulnerability in all shapes ,how it become a woman
even men..i like this weakness..i like someone frightened that he will
soon submit,the knees will crumble and lose all strength
i like this weakness,here lies our beauty as humans
humans are not supposed to be that strong and revolting
and deny all calls..come lie here,you see the flames
get burnt..get hurt ,you will not regret,its your fate to taste
taste it all ,bitter or sweet you should try it all
for you are human and a weaklings ,you were made thus
otherwise you are just a beast..i never like you like that
lovely write..

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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