Desire

There was a definate flame.

A fire in her eyes.

Her smile said, "Come to me...

and I will help you understand...

..come, let me take your hand,

and my fruit will teach you to be wise."

There was no resisting her.

She flashed a deck, and held the cards.

She beckoned.....and I joined her.

She promised her flame wouldn't burn.

Saying, "I will help you learn."

"Let your fears burst.....and fall to shards."

Twas then that I moved closer to her flame...

..and on my shoulder, was her breath of fire.

She said, "This road, we all will travel."

Then our bodies became one,

and when all was said and done,

I had learned the journey.....called "Desire".

— docmaverick, Jan 30, 2008

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates, Poe, Dickinson, and Dr. Seuss. There are a smattering of others, but why bother listing 'em all, ya know?, I also rely on a few of our poets, here....for advice, and what not. I couldn't possibly explain what a fountain of live, effective knowledge we have...right here in our midst ! To catch a glimmer of brilliance, merely visit: the Stream.

Critiques

weirdelf

18 years 4 months ago

Thanks, but I would rather

Thanks, but I would rather not think of my first time, awkward would be like saying I mis-tied my shoe. Eew. But first love? Oh yes. She remains in my heart 30 years later. I don't think I fully understood the "card" image. Tarot or she held the whole deck? Whatever, love the poem. cheers, Jess

Calliope

18 years 3 months ago

This must have been one hell of a woman!

My first time was horrible.I wish it could have been like this,it would have been much more enjoyable.But I learned quickly after that and boy did I teach alesson or two then.Your poem was absolutely wonderful and I think your a lucky man to have such a great first time.Not many do. Lacy Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.