Like silk on my skin
soft and seductive
an exquisite sensation
and so very destructive
Stroking my shoulders
with your nimble fingers
feathery, light
Letting the touch linger
I want to sing hallelujahs
Take me to the church
Drowning in erotica
before you I do smirch
Gloried in the commonplace
made weird, I am at a loss 
for words to describe
this, which I feared
A hedonistic existence
of pleasures fulfilled
regardless of its effect
on lives to rebuild
Looking for escape
from blurred lines
unable to distinguish
or read the danger signs
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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  7 comments for “Indulgence

  1. May 10, 2019 at 12:13 am

    “I want to sing hallelujahs
    Take me to the church”
    Great lines in the context of the poem.

    • Christine Bolton
      May 10, 2019 at 10:22 pm

      Thanks Lisa!! 🙂💕

      • May 10, 2019 at 11:00 pm

        You are welcome 🙂

  2. May 9, 2019 at 7:41 pm

    I enjoyed this very much…that sense of “being and with” a certain time alone…that image of perfect harmony with your body and sorroundings just gives me shiver.

    • Christine Bolton
      May 9, 2019 at 10:19 pm

      Thank you so much 🙂

  3. May 9, 2019 at 6:41 pm

    captured by sensory beauty, forgetting reality, I love your descriptions of being lost in a moment of touch

    • Christine Bolton
      May 9, 2019 at 10:21 pm

      Thank you Gina. I’m happy you liked it 🙂💕

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