I want you and you know it. That's why
you feel my breath in the morning, sinking in
down your spine, softly blowing
blending bodies into motion while minds
digress replaying olden times.
I share this twin pain to ever after, till
the end. Let me feel, hope and even dream
that it is you, there beside me
in the dark. When loneliness turns its head and winks
out worry for my day has been completed. My time
is here and now,
with you
my love, my life. I share everything
every moment, but is it now we want
or what used to be? Is love this burning desire to
shake you down and have my wicked wicked way
or is lust paying his weekly visit. Tell me
are you in love with that image
of what was, or what is
before your eyes, in the light of day
in all her glory, wrinkles, gray hairs, curlers
and houseshoes. Or this magical,
mythical vamp
that visits only in darkness
to stake claim to brazen skin
and all that's within ...
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