Saturday, October 4, 2014


Remembering the times
you peeled me down
and laid me upon
the carpeted ground
and would tongue
the soul of me
until I was lost
on your endless see
of passion's ebb and tide
and all that was
locked up inside
would be loosened
from my heart
and all my defenses
would depart
but I was wronged
when your love did end
and now on whom
can I depend
if this love of ours
wasn't real
then what is this
that I still feel
or maybe it's the way
I must atone
to love you still
but to love alone…