I remember when the sun would part the night
and kiss my thoughts to sleep.
I'd spread my lies
allowing truth to have it's way with me
before she slipped into bed.
I can't force her embrace.
She can't be expected to save me
from falling in too deep
Yet
visions of her submission
grew within my swollen head.
All my hope of triumph over her
will bring only failure.
I know that she has seduced me
when my mind starts to sing.
Holding hands
breathing into each other is the only moment
you are pure.
*August 2006
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