What do I want?
What do I imagine?
Horror plagues your face
As the answers spill
From these troubled lips
So pure?
So righteous?
Allow me to introduce myself
Sick in depth
Beyond repair
A one way ticket to hell
Not sure I want to make the trip back
Another plight into lust
Snatched up without a fight
I practically begged
You wish
To be in my presence
Bathe in my light
Yet, I’m sure
Disappointment is all I’ll cause
Touch with one finger
Then retract into your fantasy
I won’t taste sweet
I won’t smell of love
I’ll sag and sway and disgust you away
Please stop
Turn around
Run deep into her arms
Where you belong
Remember me no more
After all
I am meant for another
One stroke at a time
I free you
From my grip
© LRS 2011
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