Algid

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What binds my wrists by the grip
of your hastening heartbeats
is the need for some swelling thrill
that brightly burns,
even if ephemeral,
radiating like a starlight’s burst,
in the vacuum of this algid loneliness.
My reality or yours,
offensively it stands amidst
the daydreams we have been busy weaving,
living to fill the moments with flaky desires to feel,
to something greater we must belong.
So what if this want and those lies
are now a mountain we carry on our backs?
So what if our kisses now taste like betrayal
that has him suffocating and she’s been driven mad?
Isn’t “everything’s fair in love and war”
encoded into the dna of this vapid world?
So be selfish and stay beside me for a little while,
embrace me as if for the very last time
and let goodness lay it’s guilty mind
on another’s weary shoulder…

Usually, I don’t like to add explanations to my poetry because if ever they do mirror real events that I have directly engaged with, they only lift wisps of inspiration from it and are often exponentially fictionalized to render any resemblance to my personal life moot. This, too, is one of those poems. The topic is, if you haven’t guessed already, an illicit relationship and I found myself so acutely morally disgusted by it that climbing down from my high horse to pen this one out took a lot of effort. Though my own sense of righteousness stays absolute, however, I do hope to relax the delimitations of my black and white judgment against lies to make room for compassion. Admittedly though, I doubt I have made substantial progress! Hence, the need for an addendum here! 🙂
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  1. I’m not sure which moves me more, your explanation or the poem. Of the poem, I’d say you’ve chosen well your words, echoes and hints yet nothing blatantly said… which is as well, for I think were it so, it would be x-rated.
    All of which is a long-winded way of saying, Hey, great!

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    1. Thank you! 🙂
      Although in the past I have given a half-hearted attempt at writing erotic poetry, just for the sake of writing one. I didn’t manage anything worth sharing. And usually, implicit verses can often say a lot than explicit, lascivious lines do. This particular poem was more focused on the need for intimacy than the act itself. Thank you for taking the time to read it. 🙂

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