A Midnight Romp

A poem such as this should be read slowly as to better taste it...:)

A Midnight Romp

pity my love
pity my darling
oh, regret....

for who
for whom
in my dainty coat
frayed hair
yet you loved me once
before I was a vagabond
a lover of many
with no gain

pity me
my darling
shan't we meet
at dusk
in the alley way
while your wife sleeps
and my pimp tussles

i beg of you!
meet me
taste my essence
if only once more
salute me soldier
for i am yours this night
by de'old flame

pity me my darling
pity my darling me
familiar lovers of the night
are attuned
let us acknowledge them
tis night
me amore

Cynthia Yildirim
copyright@2008 All Rights Reserved

{you should always read a love poem such as this one slowly my dear readers, and it will taste and sound ever better}

Reviews

[Vatsayayana]

I shall savor every morsel.
You my dear are undoubtedly one of those writers that I would love to watch over a period of time.
In the next ten years where will you be? How have you evolved as a writer?
Your words are breathtaking.
I love to sit back and see just what will come out of your pen next.
Another delicious write.

[Tania Leigh]

I agree, this one is to be savoured......very nice work!

[Tina Kline]

I read this slow, the second and third time as yous suggested and you are right, it does sound and does get better. I really liked it. It is a powerful poem and has a bit of a punch, and I really liked that. It reads and flows very well too.

Tina

[Christel Grady]

You are so right about the cadence. Sometimes, that is the most important aspect of poetry.

pity me my darling
pity my darling me
familiar lovers of the night
are attuned
let us acknowledge them
tis night
me amore

I love this stanza. Thank you!

Christel