Her Name Isn't Sanity

Her Name Isn’t Sanity

 

 

the moment I saw you

I knew I’d been alive forever

I felt my darkness

swirling and swelling

rising, shadows surfacing

through a bitter edged crust

of pure, unbridled power

with a touch of hostility

for “spice” and Style

 

the moment I saw you

I felt time distort

before you

and colors bled

like the bloodletting of my illusions.

My dreams unfolded you further

with wanton lack of regard for

…anything

what are words

but non sense NOW

 

the moment I saw you

I became pure

EVIL

pure masculine

pure destroyer

pure warrior

pure Devil

pure Phallus

my single duty

ever to conquer YOU

fully, completely

 

When I awakened

my face was resting

peacefully in the bliss of your bosom

So soft I may have even wept

uncontrollably, awkwardly

in male ego destroying

soul embarrassing girly sobs,

But you were there

as I awoke

my comfort and Ambrosia?

 

And indeed, the only thought

possible in my head

other than ravishing you again was,

“Sanity is so overrated”

 

 

 

Robin

 

 

 

Reviews

[Angel's Lady]

the moment I saw you
I felt time distort -- OMG, I love this line!

Actually, Robin, I think you have a masterpiece on your hands! This is amazing, dear friend, and I absolutely love it! Yum! I do believe this is going in my Favorites! Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece of writing with the rest of us mere mortals! Love, love, LOVE it!

[R J Askew]

I though I'll read RC cos he might turn me on. I was not turned on by the first two verses, but I was by verse three. I like the outburst of aggression. But my overwhelming reax was why do we have to find ourselves through love and sex? Mightn't it better to sever these impetuses and rise above them into sublime detachment? The servitued of we men to womens' bosoms gets us nowhere. At least it seems to to me. You made me think.

[Mick Parsons]

One of the things we have to figure out, as men and poets, is how to deal with those very normal urges... guilt has never been my forte, but I understand the impulse towards it. It's a funny little piece, I think... your tone is always so upbeat.

[Periac]

the moment I saw you
I felt time distort
before you
and colors bled
like the bloodletting of my illusions.

sweet

pure masculine
pure destroyer
pure warrior
pure Devil
pure Phallus

sensual

So soft I may have even wept
uncontrollably, awkwardly
in male ego destroying
soul embarrassing girly sobs,


sexy

you get 3 s's
great write my friend

[Janice Ann]

This is fantastic! GREAT! I love the entire last "Stanza". Powerfully provocative! Rock on Man!
JaniceAnn

[SN]

I absolutely adore this. I love how it starts, how it ends. The little story that unfolds, the intimacy, and all the things intertwined there that are SO. MUCH. MORE!
Great write, I'm adding this to my reading list I absolutely adore it. Thank you for sharing.

[Kaela Craven]

i didn't like it really...
until the middle. Then it came alive and I fell in love.

Yes indeed, sanity is overrated.

We need to ride the roller coaster once a while.

The best part is to release sanity and yet keep composure.

My greatest icon for such would be Hannibal Lecter, for a strange reason, I want to be like him very much.

Great fundamentals, as always.

A wonderful piece.

[ABBY]

wow how amazing... i feel inspied

[Mel]

Loved this, absolutely! Your writing is always so amazing.
'my single duty
ever to conquer YOU
fully, completely'
Beautiful lines. Dark and passionate and utterly captivating. My favourite lines being:
'and colors bled
like the bloodletting of my illusions.'
Gorgeous. I'm still marvelling at the eloquence and sheer amazingness of this piece. =]

[Brianna Brie]

the moment I saw you
I became pure
EVIL
pure masculine
pure destroyer
pure warrior
pure Devil
pure Phallus
my single duty
ever to conquer YOU
fully, completely

This is an awesome write. I can identify with it and really get a kick out of girly sobs...just love the lines below:

So soft I may have even wept
uncontrollably, awkwardly
in male ego destroying
soul embarrassing girly sobs