Want Versus Have


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I want your hands
on every part,
on every space
that makes me.
I need your rough fingers
digging into my back,
grabbing my chin,
pulling me in for the kiss
that will end me.
I need abandon,
reckless passion
where we aren’t sure
which of us is which.
I want twisted sheets
and twined legs,
hot breath
and hotter sex.

I need this.

But I’d never actually
go through with it.

I’d never let you touch me.
I am tainted
and used up
and insignificant
in my mundanity.
You want clean skin
and liquid body,
and I am such the opposite.
I shudder as I think
of your hands
actually touching me,
your eyes seeing
what I never show.
It’s ineffable
in its absurdity.

As much as I want you,
as much as I love you,
you would never choose
the fragments I’ve become.


Another day, another poem. I’m in a weird space. I do apologize.



9 thoughts on “Want Versus Have

  1. Never say never…Real love looks beyond what we see with our eyes.l wouldn’t mind getting my hands on his wrinkled….l can’t say it here sorry ๐Ÿ™‚ Love your writings..Keep up..Enjoy your weekend my dear.

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