She lets herself into the now blackened room-
slipping the Silken dress from her Rigid shoulders.
It falls to the floor
making a lampshade around her bare feet,
hinting at a stumble that they both know won’t happen.
He stares back at her blatantly,
his face calm and reposed despite the verity of hers.
As the moon shines
through the uncurtained windows, luminously lighting up her pale skin
and reflecting off his astonishing orange hair-
Giving both a godly glow.
He seems to smile at her although his lips and jaw are set in an austere line.
She seems to profess her love for him although she has not uttered a sound.
Could it be that words are Wretched here?
as they ought to be…
Because neither one noticed the lack of polite greetings.
With her instead swiftly closing those yards between them,
in a manner one might regard as ballet.
He securely clutches her into his embrace
scarcely allowing her the capacity to remove his own clothing.
Every element of her being is screaming at you:
“Conquer Her Now!”
Cause her Body to Convulse with pain
Tremble with ecstasy.
For the one she’ll Desire
is the solitary one she is not Competent to Destroy.
And no one is capable of Destroying you.
‘Every part of your Granite body causes Pleasurable Achings throughout mine’
is the theme behind this affair.
‘It would be humiliating if it wasn’t exactly what I’ve always wanted’
is the subconscious thought floating through her mind.
For if she were in love she’d want to be broken, trampled, ordered, dominated;
She wants the impossible and the inconceivable in her relations with people.
And this is the gift,
the great exception she wants to offer the man she loves.
Howard Roark is not a person in her mind, but a force.
He is a force and this an act-
the act of breaking, trampling, ordering, dominating her naked body;
Forcing her to respond
as she struggles to remain indifferent.
He is the man she loves passionately-
a god in the flesh,
the human form.
Roark is the epitome of egotism,
and Dominique is the exception to his rules.
All but one:
For no man can share a woman like that.
As they both lie,
no longer entwined in that suffocating embrace-
gasping for breath after so violent an act.
No longer touching-
and with her feet beside his head-
They are one entity.
And one question I have always wanted to ask is:
Have you ever experienced something
so beautiful that it
literally
gave you chills?
Most would turn to me with a puzzled look right now.
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Interesting experiment. Very detailed and descriptive, which is good on paper, but when being read can be a bit hindering. Your imagery and description of the emotions running through your characters heads are astoundingly human, yet, at least in my opinion, poetry isn’t about just stating things, it’s about wording things so other people can make their own decisions.
Very good work. I liked it.
Your goals and intro give the depth the poem it’s self doesn’t have. To know it’s background was key to getting this across. The rhyme scheme isn’t freeflowing per se and definitely not a traditional rhyming poem. So maybe an editorial is what you should list this as. Just a suggestion.
To answer your question at the end. Beauty has nothing to do with the love of two people set on dominance over one of them. Beauty springs forth out of love and devotion to the nurturing of each other.
Yet i know the acts and beauty of both these said instances. I could never tell you about them, it’s for the experienced, not the mere dreamer.
I do have the share i thought it great all together. And your goal of amusing me it did. Publishable, i would and will once i have my own rag(magazine) in print. I hope we can talk more and share more about writing. You talent, provocative talent.
B
This was a really long poem. Very interesting, almost like we are witnessing someone’s inner thoughts and thinking process…its got a lot of subjects and it switches back and forth…Obviously you are a quality writer, you know your words, you know how to attract the reader and keep him/her interested throughout the entire poem. I really like how different and unique it is…
keep on writing!
ana
I love the idea for the poem, and think this is wonderfully well done. I love the book, and feel you gave the first scene a lot of justice. Im glad i read on after the first stanza that is dulled down with too many ing words which you dont seem to indulge in as much in the rest of the poem./ Good job!
How few will ever know such passion surged by compassion knowing they can not help such a compulsion for one another. Your story egnites the the mind and provokes deeper still a human unkindness that magnetises such desire. I like to read descriptive yet tasteful pieces. Well done.
This is a very well written piece. The way it takes the simple subject of lovemaking and creates an emotional ripple throughout the piece. I will admit I have never read fountainhead so I am at a disadvantage but I think this can stand on it’s own as it is without the reference. I love how she almost wars within herself and battles between what she has and what she wants.
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