Teach Me.

Something I have just written. I may add more.

Crisp is the air around me

Slightly damp is the earth and green beneath

Blackened is the sky above

Cold is the hand lightly stroking my cheek

The touch arousing shocks through my body

The touch of soft fingertips

Eyes closed I nudge the hand with my nose

A curve is invited to my face

Mr. Darkness, please don't leave

Please stay awhile

More shocks as I feel motion over my jaw line

My neck tilted backwards, soaking every movement in

My eyes open to see a figure

A dark figure, equipped with long strands

Visage that lacked color

Bent over me, I felt strands slide down each side of my cheeks

I lay at mercy to this figure

I accept the softness of its hands

One on the left jaw

One on the right

Mr Darkness, what are you called?

Do you know of color?

Stay awhile my figure

Teach me of this thing called love.

Reviews

[Echoes of Eros]

Profoundly dark and moving song of this haunted moment. There is something chilling about surrendering yourself to the unknown soul that comes for you. So engaging on every level. xo

[Afraa]

This would have to be one of the prettiest poems I have ever read. A little haunting too. Just my style. Great job, NymphetamineDame!

[NymphetamineDame]

Thank you dear!

[CaValla503]

A bit dark, but quite intriguing.

[NymphetamineDame]

Thank you!

[JC]

I dig your darkness and sinful mind, the imagery is a passionate Gothic stream of desire.

[NymphetamineDame]

Thank you for the review. I will check out some of your work!

[Invisible]

almost nostalgic for me, like.

[Emily Feret]

So intimate and romantic! Lovely

[NymphetamineDame]

I enjoy the thought for sure, thanks for reading.

[zainul]

A special piece.
Love dark stroking figure as your lover.
Very romantic idea.

[NymphetamineDame]

I thought so. :)

[zainul]

:)

[soliloquy]

This is sweet and delightful.

[NymphetamineDame]

Thank you!

[Sami Khalil]

I agree . Intriguing write...:)

[NymphetamineDame]

Thank you.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)