Suppose that I had dreamt of this
and it happened not at all
suppose there was one heated kiss
hands upraised against the wall
mouth to mouth and skin unending
hands to flesh and flesh to soul
gasping with each moment sending
pleasure with this thing we stole
and suppose the heart would follow
with the mind that knows all truth
and with this pain I swallow
numbed of loss and learned with proof
should we try to know the reason
why some things are never done
let us try our mights with seasons
under moon and under sun
should we break that which is broken
making good of things twere tainted
shall we honor all those tokens
which has deemed to make us sainted
painted a picture thus...
We should be dead
as we tread upon morality
duality finding compliance...
we will dream no more in silence
keeping treasures locked within
we will open up this mindless
unsettling, searching...lust born sin
and as each endearing moment
gathers dust and stills the time
we will make believe our torment
is but just another rhyme
...and is just within the mind...
finding solace in those glances
quick and ending but salvation
eyes of water, taking chances
eyes of earth, the navigation
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