Lust Like Glass

Why does lust feel so much better than love (sometimes) ?
Like the peak of thick billowing clouds of smoke burning foil;
like a teeth grinding
cliff edging
bottle breaking
Euphoria
that begs to be kept secret.
But how can it?
When the shattering of glass bottles shrieks so loudly
into the silence...
Eyes wide awake.
Not a daze
nor a trance.
But the most alive I've ever been.
Touch me.
Feel me.
Push your lips harder into mine.
Dig your fingertips deeper into my desperate flaming flesh.
Lust is want
It is desire.
It is romance
like rich flames fragily dancing
upon the wicks of cheap candles.
Don't stop
moaning
more
more
more.
Like vampires crave blood
I long for lust.
A coppery lozenge dissolving underneath
of my sinful tongue.
So I hide it.
Swallow it.
Careful not to choke.
Caution.
Do not vomit.
Because the vile might reveal
might give away
the shards of glass stained by a stale booze
dark amber foaming
with a buzz from last night.
When I knew I couldn't have you.
When you knew I was never yours.
When you kissed me
and dared me
to love you.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Old wise saying. Love and lust. One heart-beat apart.
"When you kissed me
and dared me
to love you."
When the body is content. Heart can be too if we are lucky. Thank you Monica for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Antoñyo]

"Holy Chyt, this is good!" ~ my 1st reaction, sorry (no, I'm not)

I am an image nut that loves pics to accompany, and I was thinking just that a few lines in...
but towards the end I realized it really didn't need anything more (and rarely am I captured like that), it definitely stands on its own. The line, "So I hide it" begins thee most perfect thing you could have written for this. Honestly, kinda stunned.
Thanks for sharing this 100/100!

[PhoenixDown]

Fragile.
Quite the jagged little pill to swallow.