sweet sin, sweeter pleasure

sweet sin, sweeter pleasure

A Poem by Murisaka

There it was again.
what was it?
you ask me
but only polity
because thats the only way you know how to ask
and its the only way your voice will ever talk to me.

It was a pull at the strings of my heart
I tell you quietly
almost whispering in your ear
while we lay in bed together.
The day had only begun
and I could tell it was going to be a good one
but why?
because you were still here my dear.
And if things kept going like this
you would always be there.

The night before
had almost never ended
I almost wish it never did.
Because that was the first night
that I had ever known
had ever felt
the pleasure of your skin
and taken in the taste of such a sweet sin.

You twist your hair.
Its the perfect length
for you to spin around your delicate fingers.
The alarm goes off once more before I decide to unplug it
I roll over to face you once more
and stare into your sky blue eyes for ages
before I ask you
                     
"Do you want to keep this night alive?"

© 2011 Murisaka


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Murisaka
Murisaka

Chiloquin, OR



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I'm William, 18, yeah (sarcasm) I like writing poetry, and I tend to look at my life, feelings, and the music I listen to for inspiration. If you haven't already found out from reading my poems I tend.. more..

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A Poem by Murisaka