Forbidden Love III

Forbidden Love III

A Poem by Ralphy
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retitled...The Aftermath of Forbidden Love

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The Aftermath of Forbidden Love

 

 

Dawns’ whispers, now beckoning on nights’ hollowed door

Awaken by the patters of rain, drumming along natures floor

Bright lights flashing in the dark, as contrast of a grayish-purple haze,

The cymbals clashing, interrupting a moment, that lingers as my eyes gaze

 

There you lay, with a peaceful innocence’s, oblivious to the forbidden of last

Your body draped along the mattress, sensitive to each motion as you sink, lost in the past

Your soft skin glistens from moisture that sparkles with the shimmer of reflective light

The air escapes from you with each breath, as I watch your body rise and fall, could this moment be so right

 

Fire from my fingertips, my devilish smile, and of course it’s payback time for my lost of control

Each finger dances independently, exploring every avenue, carefully not to awake the soul

Tension starts to build with a passion of steam from each breath, each touch as sensitive, as moans cry out

Shorter and shorter become the gasping sounds, it’s only a matter of time for this moment to happen, I have no doubt

 

Let me show you how you made me feel last night, let me help you feel that awesomeness of my lust

Every sensitive nerve will bring you closer to heaven; closer to the limits you took me…mmm robust

You wake in a frantic scream; shock overtakes your face, quivering, as I wrapped my arms around you

So deeply you breathe, I feel your body melting into mine, I’m your teddy bear, I’m your’ pooh

 

Morning has come, so say goodbye to the night and send it on its way… oh that look in your eyes

In an instance, I knew I would meet this fate again, this most passionate thought of mine, wasn’t very wise

 

© 2009 Ralphy


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Ralphy, this is beautiful but quite sad because I'm still not understanding why the narrator feels that making love to this particular woman is unwise...? I realize in poetry that the answers are not always given, for much of my work appears as an enigma as well.

But in this case, the language used is so tender and compassionate that I sense the possibility of love accompanying passion/desire of the two characters. Until morning where his thoughts are either clear or clouded. I sense the uncertainty in the tone of the final stanza.

Imagery is adorable, particularly in the first two stanzas; then, the final stanza is the part which tugs at the seat of emotion because what seemed to be an ultimate sensual/sexual experience is juxtaposed with the disappointment of perhaps the narrator saying goodbye although since he met his fate before, he senses that it will happen again...? Not sure if I'm on target here.

He has taken her to heaven; she has taken him to limits beyond his wildest erotic dreams. So what's the problem? lol.

My friend, this could lead to a story although you may not want to carry it that far like the narrator in your eloquent verse. I guess I sense powerful lust with an awareness of an uncertain reality.

'I feel your body melting into mine'....

So very nice. Quite mysterious. You really are a superb writer, Ralphy.

Posted 15 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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Your soft skin glistens from moisture that sparkles with the shimmer of reflective light

(Wow! that sentence there mesmerizes me) actually, the whole poem did. I love this poem, so passionate, and i can feel the lover's ecstasy. very good, thanks for sharing.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

In the closing you wrote "this most passionate thought of mine, wasn't very wise"
Love isn't about being wise. It's merely improv. You just make it up as you go. There's no time to think... hmmm it makes me wonder about you... are you living this?




Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This was good. The title "Aftermath" made me think of the damage they would have to face from their forbidden love... Just a suggestion......I think that this is more of an "Afterglow". Another good poem!
I keep waiting to see why its not very wise.......are they married? Is she the girlfriend of an Original Gangster......is her daddy a cop.......come on, let us in on the secret!

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Ralphy, this is beautiful but quite sad because I'm still not understanding why the narrator feels that making love to this particular woman is unwise...? I realize in poetry that the answers are not always given, for much of my work appears as an enigma as well.

But in this case, the language used is so tender and compassionate that I sense the possibility of love accompanying passion/desire of the two characters. Until morning where his thoughts are either clear or clouded. I sense the uncertainty in the tone of the final stanza.

Imagery is adorable, particularly in the first two stanzas; then, the final stanza is the part which tugs at the seat of emotion because what seemed to be an ultimate sensual/sexual experience is juxtaposed with the disappointment of perhaps the narrator saying goodbye although since he met his fate before, he senses that it will happen again...? Not sure if I'm on target here.

He has taken her to heaven; she has taken him to limits beyond his wildest erotic dreams. So what's the problem? lol.

My friend, this could lead to a story although you may not want to carry it that far like the narrator in your eloquent verse. I guess I sense powerful lust with an awareness of an uncertain reality.

'I feel your body melting into mine'....

So very nice. Quite mysterious. You really are a superb writer, Ralphy.

Posted 15 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


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