Tuesday, October 27, 2015


loins taut as a cougar 's haunches

eyes glowing in a green light

you return to my bed

and try to enter my dream

ideal lover who never showed

my sleep a hold against your assault

you will never come back to me

now that I'm empty of what attracted you

you denied me then

thus strengthening me against you

let your body be the 'hourglass

of eternity' and endless temptation

to the weak while I rise up at the alarm

and see you vanishing like vapor

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