Dyna Misery

My Sexual Misconduct - Poem by Dyna Misery

She can't stop thinking about
This demon she can't live without
She calls him to her fire below
And he comes strong and slow
In his dark hell
Her fire starts to swell
She dare not make a sound
As she wraps her fire around
Every inch of his dark soul
And gives him total control
She trembles and dies
As she looks into his eyes
And she knows she's dead
Without a word being said
Because her fire no longer burns
And her body no longer yearns
And she has that feeling of his sin
Dripping down her leg again

Comments about My Sexual Misconduct by Dyna Misery

  • Rookie William Jackson (2/11/2006 9:35:00 PM)

    This is a dark poem, and I like it although I am not certain I get it entirely. I think it may mean that when you have sex with someone that person becomes a part of you which can be a terrible thing if you are joined to and thus have a connection on an emotional (spiritual?) level with someone that is merely a taker and could care less about you. There are those out there for whom sex is simply a physical act like sneezing and for whom there is no tenderness or intimacy at all. I think the poem may also be implying that there people who confuse sex with love and seek the approval of others and temporary emotional satisfaction through (nymphomania) countless escapades of casual sex alone, only to discover emptyness, and that they cannot even enjoy the sex on a purely physical level. Ultimately this results in self loathing, death of the spirit, and sadness. On the other hand, I may be completely off the mark. Anyway, your poem made me think. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 10, 2006

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