SIN SATION

Cherub-like face

enters my blank thoughts

This recurring dream of day

and night

Is this my plight?

This voiceless vision

fades into my existence

Just to wave his flag

His celibacy

I hate

.

Speak to me

Tell me I am beautiful

Tell me I am worth the guilt

The conscience you'll feel

After we delight in the bounty

The buffet

It is for the hungry

The thirsty

It satisfies

And is worth the wait

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

You really grabbed me when you rhymed existence with vision and capped it off with that lovely assonance of existence/ celebacy. One note: if you ever decide to send a poem in to someone for publication, editors generally frown on centered poems.

Winston

[Dessi]

Probably won't get discovered and famous, then. lol. Thanks anyway.
It's merely my venting a mega crush I have on Dave W. His "Buffet" sort of put me in cryptic mode. I appreciate your helpful input.

[MCS]

All things come to those who wait, but it comes with the responsibility of being careful not to compromise what one wants most for what one wants now. Enjoyed your poem. Thank you, Mary