Lust/Love Sonnet
I still love you after the fevered flesh has cooled
after the earth-shattering build to the summit
I’m oblivious to all else when in my frenzy
but the two of us, between sheets sublime.
I love the delirious delicious decadence of our intimacy
goosebumps on my skin when you touch me
I am certain no one will ever love me this much
then I watch my lover leave a stranger.
I love you like a dog loves to get scratched where it can’t reach
tongue exposed, slobbering and exposing myself
whimpering for more when you stop.
We never talk about our lives outside of the hotel room
rose-colored glasses are what I choose to wear
living in an altered sense of consciousness as lovers, not friends.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2017
The artwork is mine from a photograph taken while riding my bike put through a filter and animated.
For dVerse~Poets Pub, we were told to write a free verse sonnet. I am used to rhyming so I hope this will do. This is about a man I once thought I’d spend some time with but great sex does not a relationship, make.
Capricious Poet 
‘I love the delirious delicious decadence of our intimacy’ – i like this line. it speaks of a true pleasure.
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Thank you so much!
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Hi Bekkie, I really enjoyed your sonnet, especially the third stanza, definitely captures that animal feeling of need and vulnerability in volatile or new relationships.
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Thanks so much for your visit and comment!
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This is very very good… I can see all the work it took, and how you went outside your comfort zone to write it. The sense of forbidden fruit is very strong… but sometimes that’s the one that tastes the best.
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You made my day, Bjorn, thank you!
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You reveal the passion and the distance well in your free-verse sonnet. A sad illustration of “making love”
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Thank you, George!
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Wonderful artwork perfectly illustrating what you so vividly describe. It’s true that great sex doesn’t necessarily make a relationship – and sometimes it is part of one. I am glad in any case to have had some great experiences. 🙂
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I bet you have, Rosemary! You are quite the woman!
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Very passionate. But sad…that the intimacy doesn’t reach outside the hotel room. But…we’ve all had these frenzies I think!
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I think we have, it’s part of the human experience because sex leads to children and family on down the line. Thank you!
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I had my share back in the 60’s and 70’s. Then I met my husband in the late 90’s. Frenzy with a difference. I never thought of those times as empty just….part of the road of life!
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A sometimes bumpy road at that! Hugs!
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I admire the passion in your voice. Sad that it cooled, to being strangers outside the room ~
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This took me some time to write so the ending surprised even me. Lol! Thanks, Grace!
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Nice description of being with a lover-stranger.
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Thanks, Frank. Then it’s not a free-verse sonnet? It took me all day to write this it went through so many changes. I changed the picture. I don’t know what’s up with me today, one of those days I can’t make up my mind. Have a nice weekend!
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I don’t know what a free-verse sonnet is, but it sounded to me like it would pass the criteria Bjorn set for it. The two hearts flashing through red and green seem to represent the poem well.
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The other art was kind of “out there.” Lol! I know, it was hard not to rhyme. Thanks a lot!
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