A Personal Poem About Love And Sexual Desire Poem by Gayathri Seetharam

A personal poem about love and sexual desire
-Gayathri B. Seetharam
I was in a nearby store last evening
And saw wildflower seeds
It touched a spark of interest in me
And today, it struck me that it is all
About wildflowers and unbridled passion;

Many summers ago, when my son and I were in Ottawa,
Preserving the marital bond between my husband and I,
I had a few clandestine trysts
And one of them was with a much older gentleman
Who had "sucked me down there" until I came to
A glorious completion of a sexual orgasm
Which was quite simply voltaic in nature;

After I got over my guilt
I did see him and we met for a coffee and snack
And after a month, I let him make love to me
It was a beautiful union but the much anticipated sexual act
Did not lead me to the heights of ecstasy;

Feeling really shy at a predatory instinct for he removed a ‘wad' of condoms
And quelling my momentary instinct to grab his butt
I made coffee but the gentleman did not want it
All of a sudden, I felt tearful
And told him to get me wildflowers plucked from the garden
And leave it outside the apartment if I was not in
But he never did and I didn't actually give it much thought until now;
I shall plant these wildflower seeds in the garden
And as they flower out
So will my love and sexual longing
And I shall taste the fruit of passion of both everlasting love
And romantically driven clandestine trysts
The latter with a career oriented goal to achieve fame and fortune
And the former with an underlying wish for love and domestic tranquility.