Undress your eyes

Undress your eyes let the sleep fall from between your scented pillows

Embrace a memory shadowy in its intent

A sucubus once trusted once loved

Gridlocked now in revenge



Your anger is subtle, pointed poison secretes from your soul

The scent of lust emits powerful and you are in danger of succumbing

To a seducer once seduced by you



Now the anger hardens into a pit in your stomach

You have swallowed a bitter explosion of guilt

After taste behaves like a drug

Inducing you to crave what you least need or want



Spasmodically you scream out bloodless eyes and a sweatless cold

You disentangle your heart from all those around you

Your ultimate goal to forget she existed

in entirety

deleted

less

whole



You bang your fist to the angry wall

the pain helps you focus

Making yesterday become tomorrow

Yet to happen, the day your life fell apart..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Leave this to you to understand.

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Rafael Van Goya's picture

your poems make me feel like such a failure

S74rw4rd's picture

Much wisdom in this poem . . .


Starward

Gabriel Lenihan's picture

The name orginally caught my attention i honestly think this is the best piece of writing i have read on any internet site, im kind of shocked you aint a famous poet honestly this is up their

Tim Derr's picture

Gabby, this is most outstanding work! I have this saying.
"Live good and let them know it." It means that when they see me they regret everything but it is already to late and though served cold, the revenge is still sweet.

I do not know why I keep going there, but I cannot help but marvel how this creates a very sensual image of rare and succulent beauty. Beauty that was only dreamed about and now is offered in the same way that other offerings were dangled enticingly to pull someone away.

What draws my so compellingly into this is the vision of truest seduction in the silence of simple presence. The femme fatale in her glory, and though she radiates her essence, the reflection is for one to agonize over, but the reality of her is not for him and in that his visions destroy him.

I have left the erotic alone, for though my images do indeed encompass that, it is the knowledge that is shared with one beyond the scope of power that is most destructive. It seems that escaping the carnal desires are easier said than done.

You have created in this masterpiece, a most memorable event in my mind. To say I love it would not tell the whole truth, but then where are the words to express how I feel. ~Tim