Unseen

Someday you will see,

Just how much you mean to me.

Every night I rest my head;

Thoughts of you invade my mind;

Take my body over; control it.

Memories of us churning; endlessly.

Remembering your featherless touch,

And your sour breath of sweet lust.

Things only done, unseen by others.

The friction of our bodies,

Into the midnight hours.

Every touch, smell, word;

Unheard; unspoken.

Between you and me;

Where our secret meetings lay unseen.

Never such a dream has entered one’s capacity.

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Written on 6/18/03
(About one night of lust, with someone it should not have been with)

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