Because I Could Not Wait For Sex...

[69]

Because I could not stop for Sex-
He kindly stopped for me-
The Carriage held but just Ourselves-
And Sensuality.

We slowly drove- He knew no haste-
And I threw away-
My Chastity and my inhibition too-
For his Enormity.

We passed the Rational, where foreplay strove-
At half-undress - in the moment-
We passed the Joys of Lusty Longing-
We passed the Conscious Climax.

Or rather- he drew inside me-
The breasts drew quivering and Thrill-
For Only Gossamer, my gown-
My wrists, bond by Tulle. (silk)

We paused before the orgasm that seemed-
A swelling in the Groin-
The Lust was plainly visible-
The Release - from the Loins.

Since then - 'tis Decades - and yet-
Feels shorter than the Day-
I first surmised the Lover's Head-
Taking away Virginity.

- I wrote this for a literature course that dealt with the erotica and metaphysical nature of Emily Dickinson's poetry and felt the need to share it. Think of it as a piece of "fanfiction" for such a terrific poet.