Holding Back
How do I hold back these hands
From what my body demands?
Why can’t others? They say,
"I don’t have a girlfriend today"
"So why not?"
I feel the urge, undercurrent,
Of the beast inside, It’s sent
When outward beauty i sense/
The feeling is immense and I tense.
"So why not?"
I have something unique and valuable
Everyone’s in this desert, too, but I’m able
to keep most of my precious H20
I know others spill enough to row.
Author Note: lust.
About the author
I live with my wife, an artist, in Indianapolis. Besides poetry, I like to take photographs, read books, travel overseas, and listen to news/political podcasts, college lectures and classic literature. You can read about my approach to poetry on my poetics page. To stay in touch, follow me on Twitter or connect on a variety of other social networks.
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