8.30.2011

Poem for #51

Here I am again, wading through the mess of my ambitions
The obligations I have attached myself to, pain me
In the intoxicated mess of my unreachable desires
You came to me

Deep and smokey eyes froze the chaos that night
A seductive smile teased my opportunities
The masculine strength of your hands, guided me
I came to you

Our pretend marriage cleared paths on busy streets
We danced without moving our bodies
A synced communication dominated their words
We came to them

I teased you with the jealousy of another woman
I forfeited you to her desperation
Your disappointed grin, sank me
I left you

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