Static Electricity

A poem about sex. Cause really sex is just more fun then love :D.

Static Electricity

 

Pray on this, our bodies creating friction,

As you delicately run your hands through me.

Into me. You make excuses about electrons,

Kinetically charged passing between us.

 

Pray on this, as we build static electricity.

Simultaneously building Stasis, of your mind

by pressure of the Wolves. you so willingly

put fangs in the mouth of.

 

Pray on this, through the ecstasy of passion.

As I bring you closer to what you name god.

Would the wolf approve?

 

Pray on this, the last time we locked eyes.

I observed the emptiness,

The screaming fear that is what you name soul.

And I wept, in compassion, for the tooth marks I saw.

 

Pray on this when you are in church.

Would you lose who you are to the preaching

Of mad men and pseudo profits.

 

Or would you rather lose yourself

In a moment where nothing exists but

You

Me

And static electricity.

Reviews

[_mal]

This is well written. I liked 'would the wolf approve' and the stanza after. Interesting sad images. You could drop the last stanza and it would hit harder but that's just personal opinion

[Holiday Sparkle]

I really like this. It is different from anything else I have read. Who knew you could make science sexy...jk.

Good job.

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I like how you mixed science religion and emotion. I like how you explored a different side to sex not just typical passion, very nice :)