Cobwebs and layers of dust surround 

A heart left at the lost and found 

Her painted face hides much more than it shows 

Flashbacks to when the dye was cast 

Fresh talons from her sordid past

RIP through the skin beneath her fancy clothes 

She thought she'd laid to rest this wrath 

Then like a mystic telepath 

He took one look and saw were she had been 

His crooked smile seemed worldly wise 

The first to hear her muted cries 

A battle hardened veteran of the scene 

The words came first and then the touch 

The prayers offered up in church 

Had burst the dam and washed away her fear

Excitement took them by surprise 

She met his lips and closed her eyes 

He wiped away her solitary tear 

The pent up passion both released 

Allowed a taste before the feast 

Three times she stood and fell back to the floor 

Her shaking weakened legs won't stand 

He holds on to her trembling hand 

She whimpers as he moves back in for more 

  • Author: peto (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 27th, 2023 04:11
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 21
  • Users favorite of this poem: Garth Rakumakoe, Christina8.
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  • Laura🌻

    Dear peto,
    Your written words are astounding. Such a pleasure to read.
    One of my favorite lines:

    ‘The prayers offered up in church
    Had burst the dam and washed away her fear’


    • peto

      You humble me Laura
      Extremely grateful for such support
      What more could I ask

      • Laura🌻


      • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

        Definately an engaging and interesting writing 🙂

        • peto

          Glad you found it interesting Violet
          Thank you very much for continued encouragement
          It's priceless
          Much obliged

        • Garth Rakumakoe

          Abstract, compelling in the way it unfolds. Calls for another read, and another one... - A favorite.

          • peto

            Very grateful for such a review Garth
            Thank you
            Means a lot

          • Christina8

            "her painted face hides more than it shows"......thats why I don't really wear makeup. What a brillant and heartfelt write, Stevie! I so enjoy reading your poetry!

            • peto

              And I enjoy your response
              Thanks Christina
              Always had my back
              Truly grateful

            • AuburnScribbler

              A masterfully written poetic story here peto.

              The treble stanzas you've penned, paint intricate scenes of a mini epic.

              Also, this poem reminds me of the song "Her Ghost in the Fog" by Cradle of Filth, which touches on similar themes, which to me, is a very good thing indeed.

              Bravo, and I hope that all is well!

              • peto

                Thank you scribbler
                Gotta be honest not heard it
                Will be listening today
                Extremely grateful

              • Meera Mere

                The emotional depth in the poem is palpable. Your choice of words is just remarkable.
                Thoroughly enjoyed it.
                "The prayers offered up in church

                Had burst the dam and washed away her fear"

                • peto

                  Thank you very much meera
                  I am honoured you took time to look back over this older writing

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