Requiem I: For the Lover I Never Had
by Diar
His lips smear
the fever of his desire across
the back of my neck
as his hands temper
and heat the
chilled sensations
bristling down my naked,
wingless shoulder blades.
Droplets of his sweat
and saliva mingle, dotting the
valley of my chest
and stomach, like impotent
men who scramble to entrench
battle lines along a mutually sought-
after geopolitical desert land.
The brazen, coy look that
fills his eyes with that subversive,
feigned innocence
sets the dead-haunted house of
my heart on fire,
the way a doctor saves the
life of an expiring man
with the paddles,
jump-starting his heart with
rambling, ricocheting electrical pulses.
His kisses slander
and chastise
the obsessive-compulsive thoughts
that act their many parts
night and day
around the darkened stage of my mind.
His embrace strangles
the voracious, blood-fed fear
that has cannibalized
the once sweetened and no longer
lithesome flesh on my bones.
His fingertips lightly strum
the strings
of the lyre of my soul,
playing me
to the always changing tune
of the soundtrack
in his head.
He fondles my newly stained body
every which way he can,
tightening and loosening
the screws in the
frame of my mind that keep
me from drowning in mental chaos,
so that he can induce orgasm
(Can you guess for which one of us?)
as the seams of my soul tatter
and tear under the weight
of his flesh, opening my spiritual
vision to a plane obscure
yet drunk with transient earthly delights
echoing with a faint
resonance of eternal oneness
with him
and the fading harmonic
chimes of
transcendent pleasure.
by Diar
His lips smear
the fever of his desire across
the back of my neck
as his hands temper
and heat the
chilled sensations
bristling down my naked,
wingless shoulder blades.
Droplets of his sweat
and saliva mingle, dotting the
valley of my chest
and stomach, like impotent
men who scramble to entrench
battle lines along a mutually sought-
after geopolitical desert land.
The brazen, coy look that
fills his eyes with that subversive,
feigned innocence
sets the dead-haunted house of
my heart on fire,
the way a doctor saves the
life of an expiring man
with the paddles,
jump-starting his heart with
rambling, ricocheting electrical pulses.
His kisses slander
and chastise
the obsessive-compulsive thoughts
that act their many parts
night and day
around the darkened stage of my mind.
His embrace strangles
the voracious, blood-fed fear
that has cannibalized
the once sweetened and no longer
lithesome flesh on my bones.
His fingertips lightly strum
the strings
of the lyre of my soul,
playing me
to the always changing tune
of the soundtrack
in his head.
He fondles my newly stained body
every which way he can,
tightening and loosening
the screws in the
frame of my mind that keep
me from drowning in mental chaos,
so that he can induce orgasm
(Can you guess for which one of us?)
as the seams of my soul tatter
and tear under the weight
of his flesh, opening my spiritual
vision to a plane obscure
yet drunk with transient earthly delights
echoing with a faint
resonance of eternal oneness
with him
and the fading harmonic
chimes of
transcendent pleasure.
About Diar:
Diar is a freelance copy editor and proofreader pursuing full-time work in the
publishing industry in an editorial capacity. His educational background is in
Literature, Art History, Philosophy, and Religion. He is a poet and critical prose
essayist, with several publishing credits in both genres in print and on the web.
His literary field specialization is the long 19th century from the French Revolution
through the early Modern novel, with particular focus on the evolutionary changes
of the Gothic, Romanticism, Decadence and Aestheticism, and Orientalism. His
religious and philosophical interests focus on the various sects of mysticism, as
well as Christianity, Hinduism, and Buddhism. Overall, he continues to hold a
strong interest in and love for the different aspects of the arts and humanities.
Diar is a freelance copy editor and proofreader pursuing full-time work in the
publishing industry in an editorial capacity. His educational background is in
Literature, Art History, Philosophy, and Religion. He is a poet and critical prose
essayist, with several publishing credits in both genres in print and on the web.
His literary field specialization is the long 19th century from the French Revolution
through the early Modern novel, with particular focus on the evolutionary changes
of the Gothic, Romanticism, Decadence and Aestheticism, and Orientalism. His
religious and philosophical interests focus on the various sects of mysticism, as
well as Christianity, Hinduism, and Buddhism. Overall, he continues to hold a
strong interest in and love for the different aspects of the arts and humanities.
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