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    dots Submission Name: My skin suffersdots
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    Author: snacky fish
    ASL Info:    31/male/FL
    Elite Ratio:    3.76 - 377/472/111
    Words: 68
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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       This is a product of me knowing I should not be so damn sexualy frustrated. It's ok though, there is one hella lucky girl in my future. Take care and sex it up appropriately. =P


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    dotsMy skin suffersdots
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    In the mire
    That is my desire
    I wrench and ache
    Toiling and troubled
    My skin suffers
    The love I won't make

    In the storm's eye
    Where vows go to die
    I scream and shiver
    Alone and ailing
    My skin suffers
    Cupid's empty quiver

    In the inferno
    Where burns the virgo
    I writhe and rack
    Lone and longing
    My skin suffers
    The lust that I lack




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      I always think sex is a good topic to write about, specially when its not overly sexual but it gets the point across, nice! shit though as great as it is to have the touch of another person no one does it better then me anyway! Idk I am girl and your boy maybe its different for you guys but one way or another you write well being frustrated so maybe its not so bad? lol
    -Jess-
    | Posted on 2011-07-26 00:00:00 | by gothicgirl | [ Reply to This ]
      This is a good poem, a lot of texture if you will.
    Despite the poem's intended meaning and the use of such words:
    "desire, lust cupid's...quiver, vows"

    I still didn't picture a sexually frustrated man in this at all. I think it's more of a descentitized man to twist things for a moment.

    The first line:
    "In the mire, that is my desire"
    Hints at the richness of this sexual frustration,
    but the poem goes on.

    "In the storms eye, where vows go to die"
    I'd like to think of the storm as this symbol for sexual desire, in this piece.
    Well if that's the storm then what's the eye?
    The eye is this calming, this moment of being satisfied.....but it won't last. Once the eye passes over, you're back in the storm.

    "My skin suffers, the lust that I lack"
    So you went from "The love I won'y make"
    and then vows died in the eye of the storm,
    to "the lust that I lack"
    Becoming descentitized maybe?

    I don't know, just thought I'd offer up a new perspective.
    | Posted on 2011-07-26 00:00:00 | by OneDarkFlame92 | [ Reply to This ]
      A raging storm of desire, and I do agree with Jacob. Nicely penned :)


    Althea~
    | Posted on 2011-07-26 00:00:00 | by AltheaLaochra | [ Reply to This ]
      i like this..it is suggestive without being over the top explicit...several of the latest posts have been that...was one of the reasons i had written taboo...was so tired of what just didn't feel like poetry..

    this hints...and has some steam without dripping...
    one spot :

    "in the storm's eye"

    yes, passion is like a storm...torrential, fleeting...then the clearing...and how strong is the love during the calm times? enough to wait for the next storm?

    jacob
    | Posted on 2011-07-26 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]


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