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weirdelf
weirdelf
Jun 09, 2007 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

To the Girl in the Gallery

I want to take you to the centre of the thousand little statues
and make love above their watching eyes.
I want to take you round the gallery,
show me your feelings,
I’ll show you mine.
I want to take you to my dingy room
and make love on the floor,
under the naked globe.
I want to take you.
I want to ask you your name.
I want to take you to my friends
and see you shy or sparkling.
I want you to take me to your friends
and see you proud or shamed.
I want to love you and teach you and feed on you.
I want you to love me and want me and stay with me.
I want you to use me and tire of me.
I want to hold on silently pleading,
knowing not knowing its all over.
I want you to hurt me and leave me and come back
and hurt me and leave me and come back
and hurt me and leave me and come back
until you are finally really gone.
I want to hurt and cry
and want to die.
Then I want to go to the gallery, again.

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Region, Country: Sydney, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: The Romantics, The Mersey Sound, The Beats and, of course, The Bard

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 11 months ago

True

Love poems are the hardest and most likely to be Hallmarky. The easiest poems to write are the depressing ones, so I avoid them like the plague. Seperating a woman from her panties? Of course, why the hell else does any bloke become an artist? Forgive me female readers but it is largely true, apart, of course from that inner demon or muse that makes it an absolute imperative to make art.
C

Conect11

18 years 11 months ago

sincere

Hi Weirdelf, I wonder if this was written at a chance meeting, an instant flirtation, or if you knew this woman. You speak the language and the pleadings of poets here, and the effect is sincere and understandable, it doesn't reek of arrogance, it is humble and poignant.
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 11 months ago

Thanks Conect, appreciate

Thanks Conect, appreciate your comments. Re: did I know her? Did you see the line "I want to ask you your name."? By the way, it was infatuation at first sight. I never even spoke to her.
C

Conect11

18 years 11 months ago

ahh!

I suspected infatuation, but wanted to make sure. We've all had moment. (repeatedly)I didn't know if "I want to ask your name" was literal, or figurative for getting to know someone better.
Kailashana

Kailashana

17 years 6 months ago

This is one of the finest

This is one of the finest love poems i have read, jess. yes... you are a man for all the seasons of the heart. ~a
theladyblue

theladyblue

17 years 6 months ago

I wanted to be that girl...

such passion Jess...I like this side of you... <3 Emarie @~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@ "For every shadow, no matter it's depth, is threatened by the morning's light..."
Kailashana

Kailashana

17 years 6 months ago

Me too… Emarie…. me too.

Me too... Emarie.... me too. Doesn't every woman want this kind of passion if she is honest with herself? I have never settled for less... though i stayed with my x when it was gone for my children's and finances sake. However, my passion is always just beneath the surface... like lava. It's going to take a hell of a man to bring it out in person... he would have to be true to himself, like I'm finally learning to be. ~A
theladyblue

theladyblue

17 years 6 months ago

yes it makes sense...

still...there is a pull not to be denied and I still like it <3 Emarie @~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~@ "For every shadow, no matter it's depth, is threatened by the morning's light..."
weirdelf

weirdelf

17 years 6 months ago

It would be so good,

a beer with Rett, philosophy with Chuck, a spiritual meeting with Anna, just to meet the finest poet I know, Orgami, I can't name everyone but there is a lot of love here and would love to meet you all. (there are 5 pages of my buddy list, so even though I know I can be obnoxious I do care) cheers, Jess