The Craving

The Craving

A Poem by Siddartha Beth Pierce

Eye to eye

I thought I felt

your soul cry out

its sorrow

in emerald waves

of pain.

 

Lips to lips

your sweet, exotic

kiss

softened

the mood behind

those eyes

of yours.

 

Only to reveal

the starving soul

of a man

gone mad once

from those wretched

days of old.

 

Healing now

the color that

dances in those

retinas cries

out to be held

to be fed

to be nurtured

to be led

to be freed

to satisfy its need

as much as those

lips search

for those same things

 

The craving

all over

my naked

body.

 

 

© 2008 Siddartha Beth Pierce


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Lovely! How we men like to be held, nurtured, fed and all of that... We like to appeal to the female mother instincts and get our women to pamper and succour us, to maximise on any potential for their sympathy. Then we can get to their naked bodies. You present the process in words of beauty, love and innocence.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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WOW! bloo my mind away! Amazing!

Posted 13 Years Ago


wonderful..:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very sensual and very deep indeed. You weaved all emotions in here very well. Elegant piece of writing with an gorgeous flow. Excellent. I truly enjoyed this read...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Deep, potent, visceral and elegant.

I could feel the love on the bed with me in this poem.

Forgive me I don't always give I-think-you-should-change tips in poems, but once again something stuck me as odd.

In the first stanza the line "your soul cry out its sorrow" leans too much on the sentimental side of love, and less on the raw and vivid feelings, which I assume is what you're trying to express!

However, still a helluva enticing read, and I loved the image you included with it ;)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely! How we men like to be held, nurtured, fed and all of that... We like to appeal to the female mother instincts and get our women to pamper and succour us, to maximise on any potential for their sympathy. Then we can get to their naked bodies. You present the process in words of beauty, love and innocence.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was both sensual and emotionally very deep.. you have a grace and flow in your style that always delivers much substance. Gorgeous spill my dear.




Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It was all romantic and lovy dovy, but the description of the guy's insanity was great. It struck me as a poem about primal urges.

Posted 15 Years Ago


I can identify with these well-placed words, as usual you are right on the mark creating a tranquil haven of kindred spirits.
Nice one,
Helen :-)

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Woo hoo, that was hott!! Passionate and enticing, yet melancholy and forgiving. Such a very beautiful, yet sexxy write :)

B.A.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Intense, makes me wonder about my cravings. As if I own someone else? Reaction to what others think of us what do we show to our loved ones? Is it just what we want? Excellent. But then again always excellent.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Siddartha Beth Pierce

Richmond, VA



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