If I die today a virgin

If I die today a virgin

Would Death be my first?

His kiss

Foreplay

His hands

Rocking my breasts

Side to side 

We'd find our rhythm 

And He'd take me

My body shaking

Until it shakes no more.

Gone now

Short

Sharp 

Breaths like a 

Canine pant, put under

Meeting its grave

A love bed

With Death

Our universal lover.

But soon,

My love,

I'm no longer Death's maiden.

You'll taste me

And smell me

And touch me

Until I'm not myself

I'm yours.

Yesterday 

I was a virgin

Tomorrow I'm not

It's true.

Darling

If I die today

I'm a virgin

In only one more way than you. 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

still pondering the last line...but almost emily dickinson here...she wrote so often in apostrophe (from the perspective of the dead0--
Here i am from the grave telling you of my first time---Sylvia Plath had this interlude more than once...wonder if her last was her best encounter or.....

[Heather]

Love Emily Dickinson so I appreciate the compliment!

[emipoemi]

Interesting concept. I'm not sure I fully understand the ending, but the overall theme and narrative is intriguing, and really makes readers think. Well done!

[wredit.jordan]

Interesting poem. Death seems to be almost a character in many poems. I like that their is a wide variety of personalities of Death. I don't think I've read one from this perspective. Well-written!

[Heather]

Thank you, glad you enjoyed it :)