Sherry

.... on Living and Loving
2004-02-08 04:39:10 (UTC)

Not one of mine

Beneath the Surface

Just beneath the surface
where I meet you
tremble at your touch
work on well-guarded
gut reactions
I'm not famous for.

I look into those
somewhat haunted
eyes that I have
never, ever seen
step closer
lift a hand to
touch your face
and trace the pain
I see has shaped you
as my enemy I
ache to breathe
into you, share my
light, draw from
your passion
love you into
innocence replace
your altering elixir
with my touch and
then ignite and satiate
forbidden things
we hunger for
sensual blinding
bliss I find you

suddenly in dreams
and curse your visage
there
it means
beneath the surface
I have let you in.




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