It's Confusing Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky
It's Confusing
In light, I see you at your best
Your bright eyes and your broadened chest.
Your voice is sensual, so craved.
And my heart is so bold, so saved.
And when the hands I love ripped me,
I didn’t mind it; I let it be.
Do I lust the craft of your pain?
Or am I persistent, ne’er slain?
Friday, September 24, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: lust
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