Christine E. Maylath

(Littleton, CO, USA)

"M" - Poem by Christine E. Maylath

I watch Him.
He dances with an intense ferocity,
And his body glistening with sweat
is a siren call to me; And I am obsessed. But he is just an image on the screen,
And I can no longer face the reality of knowing
I shall never feel his touch
never have his eyes stare into mine; For I am obsessed. Instead I welcome the oblivion of insanity
For within it I have found peace.
Now I can light up the screen and bring his image
to dance for me again, and again, and again; For I am obsessed.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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