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Click hereIf you were beautiful
I would gush your name
lapping
The taste of it on my tongue
Sweet and salty
As it is now
I cannot lay next to you
without waves of desire
impaling
sighing as deep as I am shallow
If you were beautiful
I would parade you
Bathe my face in your reflection
Feed you morsels
Of foie gras and sushi
As it is now
I indulge you in hidden rooms
lie to friends and family
hide you away like a sin
Or a drug habit
If you were beautiful
But you are not.
Wistful, painful, gutting. Makes me wonder about sacrificing self-respect to a lover out of sheer need.
I love these lines:
"hide you away like a sin
Or a drug habit"
(but I would suggest the Or should not have been capitalized).
This stanza needs some work, and I agree with a previous poster about the first line.
"I cannot lay next to you
without waves of desire
impaling
sighing as deep as I am shallow"
Your capitalization is rather haphazard. But that's merely quibbling, when I consider the effect the poem had on me.
I really like this poem. Perhaps one little suggestion:
I cannot lie next to you
Five.
secrets sometimes reveal the wonder
of everyday comfort and a low maintenance
lover. We, who are unbeautiful spend
time on learning the art of pleasure,
not makeup. I much prefer to know
how my touch makes my lover's heart
skip a beat rather than how to perfectly
pluck my eyebrows or blend foundation...