Midnight Lover Poem by Doris Cornago
Midnight Lover
You touched me with your warm lips
Brushing them teasingly on my arm
But when I turned you were gone
An apparition blown in by coldwind
Without substance, without soul
Wishing for a closer encounter
Raced down the shore, bare feet
Cut and bled by scraggly stones.
Flung open heart's door moons ago
Exposed myself to the wind and sun
Softened my skin with sweet wine
Should you wish to drink take my arm
Smell fragrance of last night's caress
Thinking you will unsheathe the sword
Spent a fortune on musk and jasmine
Filled up tub, ravenously drenched myself.
But my midnight lover, you spent time
In those forbidden tracks with hobos
Seeking pleasures beyond my imagination
If you profess to be adequate, why shield
Just a query whispered to me by old hags
Witches of the North spearing me to pieces
Taking away the little pleasure of a dream
A man so adept he makes me struggle to breathe.
Very poetic in every sense, the words fit to describe the emotional ruptures of jealousy!
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4/25/2024 10:33:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
@ Marvin. Thank you. This was written out of dismay for a failed romance due to a malicious rumor. We can see here that viciousness of some people could affect a relationship no matter how truthful. Poems are good outlets for anger, depravity and all unspent feelings.