Untitled: Misery

Untitled: Misery

A Poem by Danielle Thilette

You cling to me like dry blood on guilty finger tips.
I revel in these moments.
Pure heated combinations of raw flesh piled,
Sliding within and gliding across.

Did you know how much I needed you?

You dropped an anchor within.
Causing me to plummet down to the
bottom of an endless sea, a lustful ocean
Filled with sequined dreams.

Your heaven made a sinner of me.
A rough, hard, dirty pain that felt so good.
I have yet to recover. I will not.
I do not wish it so.

I smell you in the afternoon.
The winds conjure your scent.
The taste, the sight, all the senses
of you endue me with an aura of invincibility.

There is no shield.
You have pierced my stone
Cavity and bled me of it all.

I sit pitiful in my lustful glory
Sucking in each memory,
Repeating it in my mind.

© 2008 Danielle Thilette


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A most revealing piece of writing sharing inner thoughts which are usuallykept secret Couched in well written poetic prose I applaud

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Danielle Thilette
Danielle Thilette

Somewhere, VA



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