Passion reaching a dizzying height
Stars bursting in the sultry night
Two entwined bodies
glistening with sweat
Each one breathlessly spent
Slipping back into the forgotten gown
The temperature starting to come down
Escaping into the darkness of night
Hoping to forget all
By morning’s first light
He had excited her like no one before
Carrying her gently across the floor
Thrilling her with each caress
Murmuring softly
Easing her body from that dress
Reluctant to leave, her feet made of clay
Never had she felt this way
The connection she felt was strong
She watched him sleeping
Deep down knowing it would be wrong
At the door with one final glance
Did she dare take a chance? 
Fly away now
Best to be gone
After all, he is just another John
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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  13 comments for “Disconnection

  1. Beverly Crawford
    March 9, 2019 at 6:06 pm

    Looking for love in all the wrong places ….

    • Christine Bolton
      March 9, 2019 at 9:42 pm

      Thanks for reading Beverly 🙂

  2. March 9, 2019 at 11:45 am

    Another john…

    but at least if felt for a while
    like love could be hers,
    not just bills in her pocket.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 9, 2019 at 12:41 pm

      Yes even the most cynical need love 🙂💕

  3. March 8, 2019 at 8:28 pm

    This blows hot and steamy, then cold with the departure. A disconnection indeed.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 9, 2019 at 8:49 am

      Thanks grace. Yes, she was a ‘working girl’ after all. She just forgot for that one time 🙂

  4. March 7, 2019 at 11:23 pm

    Nice sound and ending.

    • Christine Bolton
      March 8, 2019 at 7:59 am

      Thank you Frank 🙂

  5. March 7, 2019 at 10:35 pm

    I was not expecting that twist!

    • Christine Bolton
      March 7, 2019 at 10:52 pm


  6. March 7, 2019 at 10:10 pm

    wow, wow, wow, splendid poem. Sounds like you have been exited before…lol

    • Christine Bolton
      March 7, 2019 at 10:56 pm

      Thank you dear Hélène. No, not me!! 😳

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