Thursday, July 26

rough

a stark and telling moon is rising slowly over us
i tremble slightly with the pressure, lacking the necessary trust
what was created to be beautiful has now a sick, perverted grin
while our bodies work their magic i am drowning in the din

it was not the only time that i had sheepishly proposed
that you would smiling stand before me, naked and disrobed
a that moment, an all-consuming torrent had prepared to begin
to crushingly remind me the severity of our sin

and you said
oh oh oh
but i think it might be true
and i said
even so i can't do this to you
but i said
oh oh oh
i think she is the one
even more
even more how will i feel
when this is done

the startling dysfunction then, of reason, of my brain
had trickled down a silent, agonizing, piercing pain
it found its way directly to the center of my chest
the point of this selfishness was pleasure, but all i felt was regret

i woke up in a dark, cold sweat, with beauty still nearby
i cuddled closer still and then began to shake and cry
because i knew that had at this point, now, my caring truly for you begun
i would never again do to you what i had eagerly just done