There Is A Line Poem by Sean Green

There is a line to be crossed
when kind remarks turn to lust
moving towards the opposite
of compliments dearly sought
civility is put aside
for the chance of lewd lust
already present in the heart
brought to view by an outside voice

sadly noting the fixed parts
appearance set long ago
into a package that dissuades
comments made outside of bounds
when the words state passion's bloom
arousal none would desire
outside the voice now condemned
to be a creep in the aftermath

the pleasure taken is an abuse
a violation that acclaims
when ownership is desired
to feed the loin excite the mind
steer away from this line
even if the desire is strong
keep this all to yourself
the world deserves nothing less.

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