Attention W***e

I am lost without

My drug of choice

The sweet caresses

Of your voice

 

I ache for you

When you’re not there

Your hungry lips

And brazen stare

 

I yearn to feel

Your lusting hands

With every touch

My need expands

 

But you don’t see

How much I need

Your constant love

Inside of me

 

I send you kisses

I lay the bait

Then waste my day

and lie in wait

 

Well now I’m tired

Of needing you

Without your touch

I can start anew.

Reviews

[A hare off]

I think we all have a little of this disorder running through us, especially on sites like this. We write hoping someone will enjoy our words, when they do it just increases the need for more and when they don't it feels so bad coming down. I liked this, maybe my meaning is not correct because this poem could be pointed towards many things. Up front is feels like it is speaking of a love interest, but many things can be a love interest. I hear the Who song in my head as I read, See me, Feel me, Touch me, Heal me. Great poem.

[Inject Positivity]

What i love about this poem:1)the passionate love you have shown
2)a deep longing for the person(lover)
3)a message to the lover
4)choice of words
5)beautiful poetic mastery with simple yet powerful way of expressing the whole poem....Great work mate....Thumbs up!!!!

[PeaceOfMind]

A marvelous creation. Absolutely beautiful. Explains so much about lust and needs and passion.

[Jessalynn]

Wow this is so beautiful, sad, touching, and heartbreaking. Wonderful read absolutely loved it!

[CiNtsaLis]

*GASP* Oh my goodness! I love this!! *Exhales* This is what every women fail to admit (: Very well written darling (:

[McBear]

Very lovely! I loved your word choice and how this is conveyed. :D I sent out some RR's for you just like I promised.

[Alias]

Thanks babe I owe you x

[McBear]

Hehe. You owe me nothin c;

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the honest and direct words.
"I yearn to feel
Your lusting hands
With every touch
My need expands"
I like the need to expand dying down to being born anew. I believe hard to do. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[David Scott]

I guess at times, we all have our drug of choice...
Transforming from a w***e into the goddess, from seeking attention to commanding it... It has begun.

[Alias]

I hadn't considered it a transformation as such, more as just getting frustrating - but I like 'w***e to goddess' better. Thanks for review

[David Scott]

When we voice our needs we can confront them... I'm learning this myself...

[Terry O'Leary]

Smooth! Captivating...
You might like to read my poem 'Bitterness'...
In any case, well done!!

[Chris]

a sad but common ending nowadays.