A Little Indiscretion

A Little Indiscretion 

 

If I said that I wanted you

more than any other woman

And for what its worth

In more ways than you

might care to imagine

Would you ever dare

To be alone with me

 

Would you take away

this hunger 

Would you relieve me

of this pain

Would you quench

the thirst I have for you  

and leave me speechless

once again

 

Before I leave you though

There is something

I must first get off my chest

Whatever number you

may once have been

It is time now to remove 

that mask and step outside

To discard the shield 

you hide behind

 

Forgive me though if I do not

mention you by name

However since these words

are likely to remain

Long after you are forgotten

Treat this minor indiscretion

as a compliment 

                           

There now are you satisfied

Having crushed the old man

who dared to share his

most private thoughts with you

It seems to him

you had a change of heart

Whilst his was merely broke in two

Is that’s how you get

your kicks these days

I feel the need to ask

 

Well forgive me won’t you

If I now quit writing

I choose to do that

Just to spite you

And will leave you now

To all your favourite

domestic routines

 

To roughly thirty years

of boredom

To familiar f***s

and thoughts of distant balconies

Of cornfields and telephone boxes

And all those other places

Where we might have 

More than once

Exchanged our DNA's  

 

 

 

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

scorching ..ouchie ouchie owey ..not the woman alone that can be used and tossed away :((((((((((( reminds me of the main pain of lustful unbridled passions that circumvent the brain ..... tough luck for your protagonist my friend ..but i still do not excuse him ;) rock solid rubber meets the road honesty ..refreshing expression
E.

[Neville]

Hey my friend, thank you so very much.......N

[emmajoy]

How on earth does a man succumb to such a creature is beyond me. She must have scared the hell out of you and yet - so it seems, you stayed and stayed with the (deleted) creature til you - poor man, couldn't take it any longer. What evil exists in relationships these days, how easy it is to be duped. Or.. or.. has that imagination of yours flown to the moon.?! :)

[Neville]

there is no accounting for a woman who thinks she may have been scorned... thank you emmajoy, much appreciated... N

[Onlyme]

Wow. Truth speaks volumes. Hurt sheds tears. Like a cat that is has been cornered. It lashes out.

[Neville]

Thank you so much Dee.. what a very interesting take you have on these words of mine.. and much appreciated too...... Neville

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Wow, you sound like me before coffee this week. :P

[Neville]

I take mine strong and black.. hold the sugar for me would ya.... thank you for checking in... Neville

[barleygirl]

I’m not sure if I am following what your poem is saying, exactly, becuz my mind shot off on a different tangent while I was reading. I’m reminded of a situation I was once in for about two years that has some similarities. I love the way you do a saucy blend of old-fashioned propriety washed down with a hot sweet intoxicating stiff one *whew!* (((NUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

Thank you Margie it's all in the blend ya know.. of course ya do.... nug, nug, wink wink.......Neville x

[Stella Armour]

Sounds like you never knew the real her at all, taken in by a vixen ...

[Neville]

A gentleman never tells, as I'm sure you know... thank you for checking this one out for me... Neville x

[Chris Shaw]

Ouch, what a sizzler. Seems to me that this dame may have been leading a certain old man up the garden path so to speak. Her intentions not very honourable. Taking advantage of his sweet nature and loving heart. Be done with her I say. But the poem remains and that says much. Hurt is woven into the lines of this little indiscretion. Oh yes, there is hurt there and it is evident.

Chris

[Neville]

they are just words.. sometimes my imagination gets the better of me and the rest is history.. cheers Chris.. N

[Chris Shaw]

They may just be words, but you also have the talent to convey the emotion. Not many people can do that, and that is what poetry is about to me.

[Neville]

me too.............. ta .. x

[Mrudula Rani]

Beautiful! but hurtlingly honest and melancholic! I suppose It takes an experienced writer to pen emotions like that.

[Neville]

Thank you most kindly my friend, you are way too generous though, take my word. All Good Things, Neville

[Mrudula Rani]

You are one of my favorite writers, and it's always my pleasure reading your writings- tudo de bom ( all the best)

[Neville]

tudo de bom

[Mrudula Rani]

Muito obrigada, adoro quando você fala português!
( Thank you very much, and love it when you speak português). All the best my dear friend.