I'm a scoundrel -

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I'm a scoundrel, thru-and-thru please don't fall, whate'er you do no libel mine, should pain ensue withdraw your heart should passion start what I want's not within but rather skin-to-skin I'm a scoundrel, fond of flesh female forms in moonlight, fresh porcelain curves, a sensual thresh I'll not speak of this phantom, "Love" but bid my time to waste on savoring your taste I'm a scoundrel, that is true there is no heed in what I do exploring every inch of you with moistened lips and fingertips adoring for my crime your surfaces, sublime I'm a scoundrel, in-and-out weakened by a playful pout I worship on my knees, devout that place, divine the lotus, thine seductive, yet demure your smouldering allure. I'm a scoundrel, captives none a fool for live, libidinous fun and I will never be outdone my mission, lone to make you moan perfecting what I do is ALL in pleasing you. I'm a scoundrel, always be bent on dame debauchery still, I often wish you'd see my self as more worth caring for I must admit to you that now I'm falling ... too.

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John Hamilton

Date: 9/9/2017 1:10:00 PM

You can't have it both ways, the thing about women is they cherish true love and devotion, using them as sexual objects gets tiresome, and in the end one ends up alone, wonderful writing as usual, Greg, this is the opposite message from your poem fairer indeed, a tribute to your writing skills, only the reader is left wondering what is your true view?

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 9/10/2017 6:59:00 AM

Ah, the other is my view NOW, this was my view when I was in high school and college age, and out to conquer the world, (and as many beautiful women as I could). I am thankful for the experiences, but I am not the same man I was then. Even so, the last few lines speak to the fact that "he" ultimately wants true love anyway, and has been in denial. ;-) Thanks, my friend!

Lin Lane

Date: 9/3/2017 10:12:00 AM

I'm going to have to agree with you in admitting that you're a scoundrel.

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 9/3/2017 6:07:00 PM

Thanks, Lin - In all honesty I would have to agree with you ... I am, indeed, a scoundrel. I hope you liked the poem. :-)

Darren White

Date: 9/3/2017 7:05:00 AM

Haha, wow, sensual Greg! And I love the wonderful rhyme and cadence you used. Well done my friend <3

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 9/3/2017 6:08:00 PM

Thank you, Dear friend ... I'm glad you liked it. Blessings, D ... <3

Russell Sivey

Date: 9/3/2017 5:16:00 AM

Wow, Greg, you have outdone yourself with this amazingly remarkable and dramatic write! I have a feeling of love divine within this incredible poem, you have written a masterful piece! One full of imagery and pleasure and fondness throughout, what a harmonious poem! Great Work!!

Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 9/3/2017 6:12:00 PM

Thank you, Brother, that means a lot to me ... this one was a lot of fun, and memories of my younger self, trying to conquer the world, (or some would say my PRESENT self - and did!). I hope you're doing better, my friend - I assume so as you're doing your own typing today - yay! My love to Emma! <3