I spiral down into this illness that has invaded
Wading through the fog of fever; you are
The core of my visions and thoughts.
When I’m alone, your eyes reflect me to myself
Behind lids closed to what I do and if thoughts
Are indeed equal to action then I rape you
Every time I touch myself.
In your absence you cannot acquiesce,
Say yes, and my fingertips know the way
Restringing the thread which connects
Your flesh and mine.
Your flesh is mine.
It is all there in the first kiss
a drawing back of the curtain
to reveal the stage
on which this drama will be played
a sunrise glowing
assuring a day of warmth
and clear weather ahead
a measure of pleasure
promising so much more
and what’s in store will surely come
It was all there in our first kiss
you were seeking answers
that I could not give you
except by direct exhibition
as our mouths sought
one another, discovering
more unanswered questions
and I withdrew because
I didn’t believe there was
anything more you wanted
but your first kiss is still my best
When I say goodbye
Give you my notice
Will you be glad?
Good riddance to
My bad rubbish
Because you don’t
Need the distraction
But damn it was good
While it lasted.
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