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Le Petit Mort
by Karl WaldbauerDont
you want to touch me
Dont
you want to feel me
Wont
you let me slide deep down inside?
Cant you see the reason why I want to love you?
Come near, my handsome stranger,
you can die a bit with me.
07/04/2005 Author's Note: A work in progress.
Posted on 07/05/2005
Copyright © 2024 Karl Waldbauer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Bradd Howard on 07/05/05 at 07:16 PM very hot karl! love that last line... it is too amazing |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 08/12/05 at 02:15 AM die with me awhile -- yea, that's just awesome. i love to think, and write about the thousand little deaths we are continually experiencing. It's that whirpool in the gut feeling, like drowning into an open wound. And, yet, if we never take risk, we feel nothing, so are these little deaths then such a bad thing?
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| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 12/02/06 at 04:57 AM Karl, in many ways when we get involved with another person, we tend to take people "hostage," well, some people do. So in a way your little death is an accurate picture, because in being with someone, there are always compromises where we feel like parts of us die.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 07/04/11 at 03:35 AM DAMN! This is smokin'! |
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