Jack Dylan

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Trapped By Desire - Poem by Jack Dylan

A challenge followed by invitation leads to a trap
Carefully prepared by a cunning wolf disguised as a rabbit
But who is the predator and who is the prey…
Some things are not always what they seem, and someone’s in for a surprise

We secretly hunger for the flesh which we know is forbidden
Like the apple, you hand me your smile and I accept
As if I didn’t know why you called me here?
So I playfully accept your conversation only to find myself interested.

Lead off track and caught up in the game, but I’m not alone.
Secrets of your soul lay across bookshelves, visibly tattered and worn
The way faintly marked by candlelight..
And I think to myself, what if? What if?
What if this is the last meal I will need to sustain my life.

Clean, comforting, eagerly listening and sharing our desires
Exposing the soft smooth underbelly to a one way door
Into that which is closely guarded.
We’ve exchanged keys and embark on a treasure hunt
Each finding something that we didn’t expect.

A little voice tells us “NO, this wasn’t the plan! ”
And just as quickly is carried of by the summer breeze.
Intentions of companionship and entertainment, have taken a turn.
We lay next to each other as if to quietly watch a movie
The fear of uncertainty escapes us as if it were meant to be and always was.

Minds racing, bodies tingling, anxiety building as lips moisten.
A gentle finger caresses you arm, slowly your eyes close as your breath deepens
My hand finds your soft stomach, as you roll toward me inviting my touch.
Slowly my warm breath moves up you neck to your ear
A shiver runs down your spine in anticipation of the kiss that is inevitable.

Hypnotized by this moment we escape demons of the past to find sanctity.
Our eyes lock for an eternity and in a blink our lips meet like a train wreck.
Lost in the darkness of passion grasping each other closer as bodies press tighter.
Until at last we stop realizing our hunger, desire and longing can wait no more.

Lead to a candle lit room, an enormous thrown, sin shall feel guilty for it’s name.
Standing before me was a statue of a God, now completely nude and flawless.
Inviting me once more with her smile, like an athlete inviting competition
As I gently carry you to our playground, I ask you if you are ready
You answer me with a smile, as if to say “bring it on! ”

Placed softly on the edge of the bed my fingers tease your velvet skin
I can feel you body twitching with anticipation.
My soft wet tongue gentle climbs up your thigh as your back arches
Your fingers run through my hair and try to pull me closer, but I resist
Teasing all that lays before me preparing to strike.

Until my lips meet you and your voice moans in relief.
I can see you hands gripping the covers hanging on for life
Like trying to hold back a tidal wave pressure.
A sounding release and flush tone appear on your face,
You grab me and bring me closer, flesh to flesh, heart to heart

I can feel your moist skin cover me, the faint words “I want you” echo through my chest
Your arms wrapped around me legs tightly clenched eagerly wanting to return a favor.
Slowly, firmly lips locked in paradise, palm to palm squeezing tightly
Tension builds as I try to hold back, and then you tell me to just let go.

We lie quietly as our bodies float in mid air, united, speechless and fulfilled.
Mustering the energy to walk nakedly onto the deck it’s time for a smoke.
I jokingly say “We’re probably missing the movie! ” and you reply what movie.

Comments about Trapped By Desire by Jack Dylan

  • (8/29/2006 10:45:00 PM)

    Wow is all I can say................. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/17/2006 2:14:00 AM)

    MMmmm... very nicely done... it gets the juices flowing; -) (Report) Reply

  • (4/10/2006 9:03:00 PM)

    Oh Jack! I couldn't have said it better myself. (Report) Reply

  • (4/10/2006 1:57:00 AM)

    Well Jack if the above is a trap, it is surely a guilded one! lol Tell me this is a poem about spring bursting forth? Winking at you with a well earned 10 from smiling this morning, thanking you for the ride! lol Tai (Report) Reply

  • (4/9/2006 11:05:00 PM)

    Excellent poem.

    The heart desires
    what the heart desires
    wisdom not withstanding.

    King Solomon loved excess,
    and I will love mine the same.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 9, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 6, 2006

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