Still, She Is Desirable
Blindfolded and out of my reach,
My kissing with her
Had been put with a cease.
Our mouths explored,
I desired her tastes
Her lips were of a shaded red
You stained my soul, for this I said.
She was my desire that I had gazed,
Our vows of unity have amazed
Desires of us we did explore
I grabbed your hair as you wanted more.
Deep I did go inside,
To your soul, I did abide
Our passions flowed it was with bliss
You were my wife, you still exist.
With our pleasures did we enjoy,
We were not wrong, having been our ploy
My love for you I refuse to let go
For if I do, I will implode.
It's now I say God needed you,
I will admit, I wanted that to
I had done this out of selflessness
I could not bear you were suffering.
Don't get me wrong for God understands,
It was my duty, He so commands
Never should I see you suffering
I had to let you slide into a buffering.
My love is still just as strong for you,
Though you're not here, I had to let go
You were my wife then,
You still will be tomorrow.
Our story of a love between,
Husband & wife, working as a team
We had to make it work
Your love for me, you were my perk.
But then you disappeared,
As I had seen
You faded into the lights
Of the moons-beam.
I love you still, Shannon!
Entered into Tom Howard/Margaret Reid Poetry Contest
at Winning Writer's website on September 17, 2020
April 15, 2021 contest ends Contestants called.
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