Exstacy

Here's a link to my you tube channel where read my poetry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F5iBc3lNPrM

Love finds me in
the nuthouse
wandering in
Delerium, sweat-drenched
dreams.

She's my f*****g angel,
and she sucks the
vagabond poison from
my veins.
Arms are bruised to
a Dijon yellow.

I forgot the
ecstasy of
connection and sexual
chemistry.
The heat...the
smiles that set the
bones on fire.
This is birth.

Author's Note

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F5iBc3lNPrM
Link to my you tube page where I read my poetry from my latest book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems.

Reviews

[IC]

An extremely honest and hard hitting poem, Thomas. I particularly like the second verse. The trouble with love is that unless the connection lasts one will always find themselves back in the nuthouse where they started. There is an honesty in your poems that beat all manner of fake descriptive poems. You reach into your gut and give us what lies within, no holds barred.

[Thomas W Case]

That is my aim. Thank you so much.

[FlaLover]

I have vague memories of raw, unadulterated passion...maybe one day I will be able to feel it again instead of just fantasizing.
I love your bluntness!

[Soren]

This reminds me of the song "requiem pour um fou" by Lara Fabian and Johnny Hallyday where he says love has made a mad man out of him. Dramatic and powerful.

[Thomas W Case]

Thank you, Soren, I appreciate that.

[Poetic Beauty]

Dreams can create a world where long forgotten stimulation and emotions come creeping in

[Thomas W Case]

Thank you. I appreciate that.

[Poetic Beauty]

You are welcome

[Chris Shaw]

When you hit rock bottom, if you’ve got an Angel to save you, you are bloomin fortunate. Very real.

Chris

[Thomas W Case]

Thanks for reading and commenting, Chris.

[Neville]

This is just so ragged and real .. the way I like em to be .. Neville

[Thomas W Case]

Thanks, Mate. I appreciate that.