Somewhere Between Lovers


Somewhere Between Lovers


Torn between

her lovers and insatiable lust ..

She folded like

some old, discarded newspaper

suitably well crushed ..

Then likewise, creased along

the middle

between their fingers and their


coarse and calloused thumbs ..

It was, for sure

an untimely and superficial kiss

that signed

and sealed her fate, the day

she was to be

finally flushed with so very much

contempt ..

Like some god-forsaken, discarded

ice-cream wrapper

into an open flooded gutter


on its way, to kingdom come ..

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 1st, 2022 04:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: its not just about sex, drugs n rock n roll .. is it ............. there is a sadness too, sometimes maybe ..
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  • orchidee

    Is she on the rubbish dump? Aww, send her to me - or will she be too much for me?!
    And what am I on about?! Fido won't let me have any 'excitement'. lol.

    • Neville

      I knew you were going to say that .. God bless Fido Mr O 🙂

      • orchidee

        What am I doing, risking swooning, being 'somewhere between lovers', as 'piggy in the middle'? Why did I turn up just to interfere?! lol.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Yes the result of insatiable lust ends often in heart-wrenching sadness and for both genders too methinks --- you pen a picture deserving of pity dear Nev. - brings tears to the eyes does this haunt of a read.................x

        • Neville

          Many thanks Fay, its great to know you have my back covered when I might otherwise feel cornered 🙂 x

        • screaming goat.


          • Neville

            That's good to know 🙂

          • MendedFences27

            Her paper-thin veneer was finally shattered, and he voracious interior exposed. Her lovers felt like playthings and opted for a more meaningful connection. Love it seems comes in many layers, some deeper than others. We feel a sadness only for the loss of love and what will be her ongoing plight.
            A well told scene of lost love told aslant of the actual occurrence. Sometimes, doing so is more difficult than relaying the actuality. A fine poem. I enjoyed it immensely. - Phil A.

            • Neville

              I shall have to go & see if I can resurrect an ancient scribble of mine with the title \'Love is Like an Onion\' .. Once again, it seems you can see beneath the layers and write through me Andy ..

              Cheers, Neville

              • MendedFences27

                LOL - You must be in a rush, Andy's the other guy, and please, don't call me Shirley!

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              • Goldfinch60

                Very true in many cases Neville but sometimes the true love can arise from these places.


                • Neville

                  I believe true love can arise from anywhere .. bless you my little golden wonder .. N 🙂

                • Dove

                  Lots of great metaphors, I had to chuckle, but perfectly used, like discarded newspaper.. ❤️👍

                  • Neville

                    You make me feel read all over ..................... bless you Dove for indulging me my friend 🙂 ❤️👍

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