Lust in Love

“If they substituted the word ‘Lust’ for ‘Love’ in the popular songs it would come nearer the truth.” ~ Sylvia Plath

 

Souls
can feed
on tamed kisses,
but flesh craves wild
lust.

Lust
can be
the best treat,
when the flesh feels
loved.

 

Passion, by Wiktoria Florek

 

a wee note…
elfchen (elevenie), five lines of free verse that dance like this: 1st line (1 word), 2nd line (2 words), 3rd line (3 words), 4th line (4 words), 5th line (1 word). I coupled these wee bits for Poets United’s Midweek Motif: Lust.

 

Outstepping Our Old

The cold words you whispered,
the sisterly hugs you concocted,
the limiting lessons you pushed
became nothing
after I unshut my eyes.

I see our history now—
you, forcing death into my lungs
and calling your breath life…
your greed leeching, leeching…
leeching everything you touched.

I’m shaking you off,
moving on…
outstepping our old.

 

 

the wee notes…
– reworked from a poem I crafted some years ago. I remember pacing between rage and confusion while I wrote it (I had just ended a long friendship, after finding out that a person I believed to be kinder than most was in fact a total shit to people she couldn’t get anything from). Worse yet, she never understood why I found her behavior disturbing.

– for Hedgewitch’s Friday 55 and Poets United.