Obsession

 

Which torments us most;
the heart,
the spirit,
or the flesh?
I see you watching me
and my breath catches
I cannot breathe.
I wonder what thoughts
lie deep within
your soul
A flame
fills my chest.
An oppressive longing,
choking out my thoughts,
my breath,
the very beating of my heart
Would that you knew
this ache
that fills me.
Would that you knew....
 
One touch
would break my will in two
One touch
would make me fall from grace
One touch
and I'd belong
to you.
One touch
 
My heart is crying
to feel the beating of your own
I dare not touch you;
I fear to get too close
this fragile line I walk upon
a spider web of ice.
If I stumble
if I slip
Who
would save me from the fall?
I toss
I turn
I wake to thoughts of you
I yearn to feel your touch
and try not to imagine....
 
One touch,
light upon my face.
One touch
to stir the fire of my lips
 
One touch
to melt away the ice
One touch...
Ohhhh...
 
Release me!
Turn your eyes away!
Their quiet solitude
and hidden longings
feed the frenzied passions of my soul.
I am driven from all sensibility
my spirit tossed by seas of doubt
and fear.
I cannot comprehend this strange affair
raging deep within.
I ache to have you take me
and hold me in your arms
surrendering all I am unto your touch.
 
One touch
would break my will in two
one touch
would make me fall from grace
one touch
and I'd belong to you
One touch
 
I am lost
unto myself
bewildered and alone
What strange conglomeration
of emotion
and of thoughts
clamor deep inside
the battle of my soul.
I seek a single moment
of solitude
and peace
To be rid this strange affliction
this desire
that is you.
This blossoming rose of fire
rages
asphyxiating
intoxicating
driving me to my knees
as I whisper my deepest longing....
 
One touch
from you.
-- LKMathis - 10/97

 

 

My Pages

Main Page
Ditties: Just a few poems!
The Healer: A spiritual love poem
Obsession: The passion that consumes from a distance
To the Keeper of My Heart: A little note
Hint of a Blush: Remembering when - with a blush
Dream of the Dancer
Absolution: repentance and moving on
Futility
Raging: The aftermath...
Unknowing: Wondering...
Night's Passing: When it's time to let it go...
Morning Dewdrops
Irreplaceable You
Patterns of Sorrows
Ghosts
My "Fit": A poem for Janet.
Curves: Seeking that Fit
Too Many Hats
Soul's Cry
The Battlefield Within: Insights to the Soul

Tributes to the glory of nature:

Winter's Kiss: The touch of winter
The River
Dawning
Indigo Night

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United States

 


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