A poem for tuesday night. How is this.?

Question:"one night stand"

Our relationship ephemeral,
an epoch oh so short.
The epitome of a one night stand,
My heart you hold enslaved.

Engaging as an enigma,
No dispute as you disrobed.
Exertion and exhaustion,
Our expedition through pure joy.

Languor seemsed to set in,
A lapse of judgment for all time.
You're limber and so agile,
My muscles seemed to cry.

Lonliness I am familiar with,
It is my constant companion.
I'm outraged and outright peevish,
You penetrated my poor heart.

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: "one night stand"

Our relationship ephemeral,
an epoch oh so short.
The epitome of a one night stand,
My heart you hold enslaved.

Engaging as an enigma,
No dispute as you disrobed.
Exertion and exhaustion,
Our expedition through pure joy.

Languor seemsed to set in,
A lapse of judgment for all time.
You're limber and so agile,
My muscles seemed to cry.

Lonliness I am familiar with,
It is my constant companion.
I'm outraged and outright peevish,
You penetrated my poor heart.

Not quite sure, but I think one misreading of this poem is to take it at face value, as if the title simply and finally denotes and connotes at the same time glorification of sensual erotic love affair.
I guess the title, put in quotation marks, as it it were, suggests a certain level of deconstructive reading. The relationship is "ephemeral" but the nucleus, the eye of the needle is "My heart you hold enslaved." I'd also be cautious about the hasty generalization of the 'e' words:

Engaging as an enigma,
No dispute as you disrobed.
Exertion and exhaustion,
Our expedition through pure joy.

Infact, I find this stanza to be the most thoughtful, the most philosophical and the most expressive! This, in my opinion, succinctly echoes not only the "disrobbing" but also captures
the psychological exhaustion suffered by this momentary "pure joy."
Perhaps typographical errors, 'seemsed' for seemed and 'Lonliness' for loneliness, hence the 'lapse of judgment for all time,' makes sense. This pure joy that enlaves the heart is a mirage, a castle built on the sand that masquarades as true romantic love but actually a fleeting source of delight, hypocritical, saucy!
What the speaker thought at first to be pure joy, what enslaved the heart, turns out to have been a regrettable "lapse of judgment". The reason is is in the last stanza: familiar Loneliness, probably worse than before the ill-omened rendezvous with this ephemeral one night stand, the engaging enigma. The speaker, heart-broken, is "outraged', stupidly 'peevish' like a mad dog infested with fleas fleeced!! Crying tearfully as if remorsefully paying hommage to the smart one night stand - you came, you saw, you ravaged my very existence:
"You penetrated my poor heart."

If that be so, then, at a deeper level of interpretation, the poet is hardly commending the adventures but condemning the ill-humored fate that leads one to this ephemeral, enigmatic hypocrisy masquarading as genuine romantic love.

Dark Prince, thanks for your engaging poems. Be encouraged to give us more.

Easy, dont screw on the first date unless youre just lookin to get laid...and not lookin a lasting relationship. If your that easy, NO GUY will,take you serious. He will simply think youve done it before....

Deep Very Deep

um...interesting, but don't try to do anything on the first dat, most people don't find it cute and cuddly. too many "E" words

I read your poem and it's really good.

I have read a few of your poems, and they all seem so uhh depressing? I know your the "Dark Prince" and all but why don't you make one a little bit cheery. No, don't go and write about easter bunnies, just write about a nice day or something like that. I can see you have skills, but I would like to see how versitile you are with poetry writing.

Poor Dark Prince. Your poem is so sad. Written wise it's good but it's so sad!

We must always risk. For to not, there is a chance that we miss an opportunity.

Oh my STEVE.....no one called you emo for this one...but I think someone confused you with a girl!! hehe Is that an improvement? Just can't win for losing. I think the poem is OK, if they want bubble gum and snowflakes, someone else writes those kind of poems, this is your forte'. I wouldn't worry about the complaints, they would be here no matter what you wrote. This is a sad poem of someone hoping to have found love, but once again, left with himself and loneliness. Thanks for sharing.

very good work...yet again!!