SEVEN

Bottled up like smoke

floating over flames

I froze to death.

In the comfort of your arms

My last words choking your breath.

As the ice stopped your heart.

I promised I would please you.

I lusted for your caress 

over my delicate skin. 

I shivered from the cigarette 

smoke you blew.

From the eight letters that haven't

seemed to escape from either lips.

But the way we move gives it away.

An inordinate desire to consume 

more than that which one requires.

I'd lie in the arms of a man who (if the case was) 

wanted nothing of me,

just one more caress.

But one more would never be enough

I am a glutton of your grip, push and pull.

A secured claim that I bottle up.

I want you all for myself.

And no one else.

She would go up in flames

along with the roof over her head.

All of you, not half or a sliver.

I'd kill for a breathe over thy spine.

The liquor to pucker our kisses,

a certain serenity in a perfect nightmare.

The Greed I yearn to rid of, 

it seems to stay.

The way we can lay in nothingness

brings a type of euphoria

I have yet to explain.

But, if we were out of consciousness 

and wasted away the sun and the moon,

I would lay there in happiness of a rotten hell.

That of which, we the sloth, the unexplainable.

This is my ultimate fear.

A man with an easy Wrath.

A person to live with all his life.

My fear, no phobia could ever touch.

I go against it with a lust for love.

The inevitability for it to happen;

one to nothing.

A fear to haunt and bottle me up inside.

I Envy you with a fire the sun would melt to.

With a fire in my heart that singes each and every vein 

that pulsates through my cold body.

I could blow to kingdom if another set 

of eyes would ever look your way.

A lioness coming from the bushes 

for a gruesome ending of a life 

from my unnecessary convulsions.

This I find hard to swallow.

Even with the tallest glass of water 

by my side,

I would still refuse.

It will one day be the end of me.

I'm willing to uphold a challenge as such.

I'll go up in flames before an apology 

of any sort would escaped the bitter

taste that lingers in my throat.

My Pride.

Your pride,

I long for them both to dispose.

Reviews

[Stephen]

"This I find hard to swallow.
Even with the tallest glass of water
by my side"

~~ These lines are bit clinchy but with your poem well suited ~~ You`ve well converted the vulgarity into the form of creations with your talent. Nice one .. well written. It`s a poem which all based on love, lust, faith with or without emotions. Nicely written!!

[Rob Santana]

Interesting piece. I noticed the words greed, envy and few others. Sins?

[Kala Benfield]

yes. I found writing this expressed a lot of different emotions. Hense, 7 deadly sins

[Rob Santana]

Interesting piece. I noticed the words greed, envy and few others. Sins?

[paul sal.....]

I am thinking the 8 letters are "I love you"and a very tough road to get there is described in your very descriptive and colorful poem. I/you have to wonder what Solomon would have to say.If only life and love were easier . Did you see the movie?

[Kala Benfield]

what movie?
If you didnt notice, i used the seven deadly sins in each stanza.

[paul sal.....]

The movie is titled "Seven" with Brad pitt and Morgan Freeman and keven spacey and Gwyneth Paltrow and yes I did notice the the seven daedly sins in each stanza, that's why I mentioned solomon, because he's the guy who created and defined them back in the day. P.S. your poem is very good, hoping it is a metaphor of your life.......................Please check out my simple poems when you have a chance

[Kala Benfield]

i have seen that movie! okay i was wondering why it sounde it familiar. lol & i most deffinately will check them out (:

[paul sal.....]

It was a dark movie as I guess the subject could only be; looking forward to your visit, hope you will not be disappointed......I think I have ADD, can't string long sentences together......