Darkened Desire

Written for:  Sunday Muse #148
(posted by Fireblossom)
I am frozen
in place, burning
desperate desire
to feel your
touch, that touch
that prickles 
my skin, moistens
my lust.  Only,
I hesitate.
A black cat
crosses my path.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to Darkened Desire

  1. qbit says:

    A black cat
    crosses my path. – Damn, I hate when that happens!


  2. Jim says:

    Pretty suggestive here tonight, Sara. Good Job!! I think that you are the only one here who did the bad luck think, I thought of it but then, . . . I didn’t even use that color. I hope you will forgive me today, I was practicing writing, bad job though, some Gothic Fiction Poetry.


  3. Helen Dehner says:

    Love where you went with the challenge!


  4. Carrie V. H. says:

    I love it Sara! That darn black cat!


  5. wyndolynne says:

    *shivers* That ending!

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