I Thought Of Her Poem by jekyll hyde

i wait sitting idly on my chair
as you do your chores
your quivering flesh flows behind you
the soakness, the slickness of your hands
cleanses the even the filthiest skins
and yet you feel filthy and proud inside

your arduous flow and suggesting moves
cannot be denied in your deeds
as you ponder your plans
there goes the plates breaking to pieces!
and now you realized the folly
asking forgiveness from me?

i tried to hold on to this
but the urge is inescapable
and now you are faced with the dilemma
of how to avoid the tribulation
and yet you smiled inadvertently
clinging to me, your hope your escape

you turned around afraid of me
while i stammer in my words
the satins drawn to the sides
inviting the consequences of your offense
holding on to me behind, cleansing
what was in front of you

i agreed that this will allow you
to change from the offense you made
as i hold on to the fullness on your sides
we are one now, for now
as we agree to do this
juices squishing in the pink room

i called on to you
as you accepted me
then all is well for now
but the inadvertent smile
though you despise it at first
is still there...