Like No OtherA Poem by MaryTonight, your artist's hands upon me Seeking, drinking me in with a sense of urgency That I return to you with my Artist's hands, feeling the peaks and valleys of your body, my mouth, teeth biting Gently tasing your sweat, your skin And oh! I can remember the silky wet feel Of your face against mine, pressing (I need you, I need you now) Feeling like I need you forever For there can never, will never be any other Like you And the ties that bind us together were forged, it feels like, in the fires of lives long past Repeating, sometimes retreating and rolling back again Like the sea to the shore In low tide and high And if only I The shore Could just hold you The sea To that high tide close to me I would not feel this sense of urgency © 2008 Mary |
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Added on August 8, 2008AuthorMarySt.Petersburg, FLAboutMuch of my poetry is about addiction. It played a huge, if not the only, role for many years of my life. I'm now a recovering addict, clean for over a year. I'm also recovering from self-mutilation, w.. more..Writing
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