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Tainted Hope

in dreams-in life
somewhere beyond midnight
things are sometimes not
what they seem
when shadows flame
and echoes scream
your voice pierces
the calm of my peace
always calling me back
to that place beneath

knowing your whispers
reaches the depths
of my crave
-strokes your desire
taking you to that place
where want overrules
everything else
as you lead us down
to that precipice below

where I teeter on
the whimpers of
heaven and hell
begging to be pardoned
from this wanton crime
all the while
arching frantically
to meet each
and every
deliberate stroke

if I could - I would
steady my stance
calm my tremble
still my quiver
and walk away

but you won’t let me
you hold me hostage
within ardurous feel
seducing my need
with tainted hope

©LadyRaine