Poetry

Ode to my Past Lovers

For every part of you left in me — A poem

Pure joy

Sweet joy

Just joy

I feel.

Oh Lovers of mine

Past, present, and future

Your every etch in my sketch

of life

Has made me the lover,

the giver

I am right now.

You have helped me

unknowingly,

To define my desires

For monogamy

polyamory.

My sexuality

no longer defined

By causality.

So now,

I know what I do want

and I know what I don’t want.

From each of you

has birthed a part of me

that specifies

my desirability

for that rare kind of man —

or woman

no judgment,

just love.

Oh lovers of mine,

I bless you all

for the knowing

That is now mine

clearly defined

And outlined

For Universal Forces

To deliver

To me

Sheer ecstasy.

That one desire

Or those many desires

that fulfills

that longing,

completing the part of me

left open by each departure from me

of you and you and you.

So I can only appreciate

in retrospect,

our connections,

interactions.

The love that we shared

the passion we laid bare,

when our inner and outer parts

met in that universal dance

of love or lust

and desire

and passion.

Martyrdom.

Promising to have and to hold

and on that we were sold

into the slavery

of monogamy.

Trapped for earth’s eternity

growing restless

and listless

Tangled in ties that bind.

So the sexual me

Was never allowed to be

Polysexual

Pansexual

Sapiosexual

Defined yet undefined.

© I. Trudie Palmer 2021

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