On The Demise Of My Greatest Lover - Poem by Sandra Brennan
The loss I feel right now is immeasurable.
You were my greatest lover,
There are no words to describe the heights
Of ecstasy, the countless nights of pleasure
You brought me.
I needed you, and you were always there.
Now, now when I need you most,
You are gone, and my efforts to revive you,
To bring you back…are to no avail,
You…my Hitachi Magic Wand.
I remember our first time, together,
The shock and wonder and awe,
The powerful explosion you caused inside me.
I knew then, I could not live without you.
Was it because I was unfaithful to you?
Because I tried to replace you with flesh?
You know, you were always the one
I came home to, the one I needed
The one who always, always
Brought me satisfaction.
I trusted you would always be there,
In the drawer of my bedside table.
Waiting for me, ready for me,
A flick of a switch and you'd purr for me.
We didn't need any of those attachments,
No silly batteries,
We were fine, you and I, as we were.
You knew all my pleasure spots,
I never had to fake anything with you.
I could just be in the moment,
Crying out yes, YES..YESSSS
As you brought me to completion time and again.
I should have known, it wouldn't last…
That some day, you'd grow tired
Of my constant demands, the way I use you.
Then set you aside.
I admit, I tried to replace you…
With a rechargeable cordless Sharper Image,
But it never had your power, your strength.
And I don't know how I can live without you, now.
I'd better go shopping.
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