Prose Poem: Always What I Wanted

Hello! It appears I may have finally found a title for my love, sex and relationships series. I first narrowed it down to 2 or 3, but pretty quickly made my mind up that this is the one. I’ve sat with it for a few weeks now, so I don’t mind sharing with you its tentative title; Elemental. Some day, when I have more time, I’ll share why I chose it.

For now, I hope you enjoy “Always What I Wanted.” As usual, I’d love any feedback you may have!

A prose poem from my series on love, sex and relationships tentatively titled Elemental. For more poems from this series, click the pin or visit All right reserved. May not be reprinted without permission of the author. Thank you.

Always What I Wanted

I was only 15, but not so na├»ve. I had a trick or two up my sleeve. You were no mere boy; one of the golden company. Gorgeous boy. So simple. So sweet. A radiant song I sung off key. Your brilliant rays could never have healed all my need. In the end, you used me like all the rest. Then came along whistling a tune called friendship. I’m no fool. I’m not impressed. I became something. You something less.

by Michelle Beltano Curtis

Thanks so much for stopping by to check out my latest poem. I hope you’re having a great day!

All rights reserved. “Always What I Wanted” may not be reprinted without permission from the author.

2 thoughts on “Prose Poem: Always What I Wanted

  1. Yay! Glad you like the name! I’m thrilled you mentioned liking the last line. I worried the most about it being taken out of context and just sounding conceited. Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts and supporting all of my endeavors! xx


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