Infiltration

A story, in so many words

 

 

 

I wanted

to kill you

to feel your fragility beneath

my fingertips

Pressing,

  burning into

 your tenderness

As broken shingles and

dirt stained glasses

twinkle in the backdrop

of your eyes

Swirling tides

  of innocence

beating beneath lashes

peering out, unspoken

 

I felt your breath

like fading

waves, sing.ing curls

  of lavender fumes

  How you

shivered in your

undergarments, bones peeking out

that thin, loose fabric fraying

    at the edges, falling around

your body (your body) in variegated tones

The blood was pulsing there, beneath

your lips

 

A soothing lullaby in desperation,

  I swept your locks into

balled fists, cringing

at their silkiness, an

    unrelenting softness

The shudders closed, a gasp of wind

   a howl breaking loose, in the distance

A quiet moon

  basking in it's own superfluous glory

She cried no tears for the sweet hearts, nor the

screaming as it echoed

  through the hallway

of our souls

Silence

 

 I watched your eyes

dancing with trepidation

Molding into

 scenes and fragments

They held me,

  a speculation of the senses

Gold flecks gave way to

 their hopefulness (a glimpse)

Brimming with touch.tone

sincerity 

(Oh!) it shook my soul, it buried me in ashes

 

I took your wrist,

 fleeting grasp of dense

releases, pumping life

  through tattered quivering

artery

pushing at barriers of

self degradation

And I kissed the paleness,

 let my lips brush against

such feather light flesh, an aroma of fear (longing),

a mixture of beading salt, an intoxication

of surrender (no, don't surrender)

 

Then... I saw you smile,

lips (perfect) turned up into some twisted

love, a throbbing

spectacle of beauty  (sin)

 

Yes, I wanted

to kill you, had to

feel

your spirit breathing, beating

into mine (mine)

As to intertwine

  separate beings

that bleed together, I could

find.infinity

in your curves, explore the

     intimacy of your expressions

Implore to your emptied

 resolutions

Because you want.ed

this pain

You called me into the darkness,

fed me your wounds, regurgitated your

inflections

And so,

You poured into Me

with a gripping

stare, instinct barricading

the senses

 

Piercing, blinding...

 

We share our melancholy wine

 

 

Author's Note

Inspiration finds it's own path (Newly Revised)

Reviews

[Exsanguination]

Omg.. The imagery is incapacitating. My new fave of yours

[Moonflower]

Thanks!!! I'm so glad you liked it, it's one of my favorites too. lol

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

I like this a lot the flow is amazing and so is the imagery the title drew me in cause Ive used it as well lol

[Moonflower]

Thanks!! I appreciate you reading and commenting, sorry to be so late in my reply

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

no prob and your welcome

[M.D Leon]

you got me on your first line, it really caught me off guard, very intense piece!

[Moonflower]

Glad to have caught you off guard and swooned you a bit, eh? :) you're welcome hahaha thanks for reading and commenting

[Gypsy Dreamer]

This is a "feel" poem to me. I can't describe the way I feel... I just feel and I love it. I will say your words are strong, precise. It's beautiful in a dark way.

[Moonflower]

Thank you so much

[Bard Constantine]

A mesmerizing tightrope waver between terror and seduction, made all the more vivid by your mastery of suspenseful language, turning up the tension until the conclusion. Fantastic writing...

[Zoe Jay]

Extremely effective use of detail and description. Verse 2, for example, is just beautiful, elegant description, original and evocative and really embraces the reader in ambiance and feel. The language and sound is incredibly rich. There are a couple of really passionate, stand-out descriptions, such as the "unrelenting softness" of the hair.

This poem could be about someone who seriously intends to kill the woman, to absorb her energy and life-force, but it could also be read as a couple so deeply and desperately in love that they have somehow stepped outside of the world... a dark, twisted, absorbing, desperate, destructive love.

Powerful, thought provoking, and beautifully written. A1!

[al25]

I really enjoyed reading this. Its kinda wierd how pain and pleasure can be so close at times. Great write :)

[nansilv]

great writing, i loved it

[Brad]

oooo, this is dark and inticing...i wanted to just dive into your words and swim in them

[Rikkevi Rue]

whoa. amazing. you have such an intense flare. i guess the reason vampires are so popular is the idea that people can't express the full intensity of their emotions unless they are someone or something outside themselves...something supernatural

if only they could see that THEY are supernatural..spiritual...you embrace that sentimentality far more than many...and it is reflected in your writing- achingly beautiful and vital. of the very stuff of life itself...aaahhhh!

[Moonflower]

I completely agree, and though this is a bit belated, thank you very much