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To be accosted by it.
I want Love to hold me down and make me watch.
To interrupt my life,
Invade the shadows,
While it quietly possesses me.
Exercised through carnal knowledge.
I want Love to hit me in the face
And speak forcefully at my requiem.
I want to feel it like a stinger,
A wound running deep to the core.
Untameable, unstoppable, impatient Love.
To be shaken into reality again,
Away from the misery of back alley dreams.
I am tired of hitting up,
For that temporary relief.
The real *****,
The good ***** is what I need.
Inject love into my veins,
Listen as my heart pounds fast,
And the sweet scent of her pressed against me.
Hot flashes and sweaty palms,
Touching, feeling, exploring.
Passionate kissing,
And the trembling that comes with it.
Where is the Love I once knew? [comments] => 4 [counter] => 251 [topic] => 2 [informant] => deadreckoning1983 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )

Rape Me

Contributed by deadreckoning1983 on Friday, 7th November 2014 @ 02:55:11 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

I want it to overtake me,
To be accosted by it.
I want Love to hold me down and make me watch.
To interrupt my life,
Invade the shadows,
While it quietly possesses me.
Exercised through carnal knowledge.
I want Love to hit me in the face
And speak forcefully at my requiem.
I want to feel it like a stinger,
A wound running deep to the core.
Untameable, unstoppable, impatient Love.
To be shaken into reality again,
Away from the misery of back alley dreams.
I am tired of hitting up,
For that temporary relief.
The real *****,
The good ***** is what I need.
Inject love into my veins,
Listen as my heart pounds fast,
And the sweet scent of her pressed against me.
Hot flashes and sweaty palms,
Touching, feeling, exploring.
Passionate kissing,
And the trembling that comes with it.
Where is the Love I once knew?

Copyright © deadreckoning1983 ... [ 2014-11-07 02:55:11]
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Re: Rape Me (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Friday, 7th November 2014 @ 11:05:20 AM AEST
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Well now. That title is certainly eye catching. I like what you have made of this! To be taken over by love, in a demanding and forceful nature. We all dream of this, don't we? Strong use of metaphor and playful words falling into place.

I want Love to hit me in the face
And speak forcefully at my requiem.
I want to feel it like a stinger,
A wound running deep to the core.
Untameable, unstoppable, impatient Love.
To be shaken into reality again,
Away from the misery of back alley dreams.

So colourful! Love it.

~Scorp

Re: Rape Me (User Rating: 1 )
by sanders on Friday, 7th November 2014 @ 02:02:07 PM AEST
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Great expression of love and deep love...very nice.

Re: Rape Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Saturday, 8th November 2014 @ 06:09:42 AM AEST
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Interesting slant on the familiar quest for love.
It's always a mystery how we find it, how we lose it, how we don't always know what we are looking for and sometimes it just comes at us from nowhere.
I'm not sure what the secret ingredient to finding love is, but I think persistence is certainly a factor

Nice work

Steve

Re: Rape Me (User Rating: 1 )
by FireStarter on Thursday, 3rd September 2015 @ 12:22:41 AM AEST
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The title just popped out at me..it was like BOOM, but seriously Iliked your poem..It was very interesting

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