POETRY RANDOM THOUGHTS AND STUFF LIKE THAT…
There is a place
A place of mourning
A mourning for a private thing
A hidden thing
A loving thing
A pretty thing
An intimate thing
A sacred thing
A private something
A needing
For love
And touch
A touch
A kiss
A sloppy kiss
And attraction
A longing
For
Sexual desire
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What a lovely and haunting expression, this poem. I’m particularly fond of that sensation of desire that stirs the belly from a random encounter with someone you’ll likely never see again and therefore the desire never amounts beyond that one experience. It’s such a heartbreaking and beautiful moment in life to connect with others and truly feel that connection, like on the soulmate spectrum, you know! I love how this Poem just dances around those moments and then some. I know the feeling 😅
Wow, thank you for your lovely comment, we all have desires, we are human and when those desires go unmet for long periods of time we become weary. We as humans, we need human connection, touch, love, hell to put it bluntly SEX! The feeling of attraction towards another and the feeling of excitement that permeates your whole soul is invigorating! I miss being attracted to someone, my husband passed almost 3 years ago and I’ve been lonely. So I just write about the need until God sends me someone ❤
Yes, that place, indeed! I have been there…
A great poem and on point. 👍✨
It’s a lonely place but I don’t trust these men! I’m 2 seconds from buying a rose! Google it lol
The beginning felt so hollow, like I was in an empty void. As I kept reading, I felt warmer, like embraced by someone that loves me most. Towards the end I started to giggle because I know my husband would always give me a huge, wet, and sloppy kiss on the forehead (and I hate wet or sticky things touching my skin). The emotion behind the poem made me revisit my daily emotions, but through a simple, unique light.
AAAAAH I LOVE IT!!!!
Thank you so much! I’m so glad you felt what I was trying to convey, a looonging for love, for intimacy, we all desire it! I’m the opposite, wet me the hell up all over! (giggles) ❤
🤣🤣🤣 my goodness!
Sometimes people tell me I remind them of a cat. I love belly rubs and head scratches. Thankfully, it takes me nearly 45 minutes to shower and sing like I’m the little 🧜♀️ mermaid, but wet kisses nooooope!
Very powerful! It captivated me from the beginning.
Thank you Jennifer, I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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a good read which captures the emotion
Thank you so much, your comment is appreciated ❤️