there are thoughts that have the power to trap me
are these thoughts merely thoughts or people...person
thoughts of you torture me daily, yet pleasure unfolds
that resistance is futile and necessary, obligatory
have i no sense, no means to rid myself of your fragrance
the breath and depth of our philosophical nonsense
power to draw us to each other despite circumstance
to a place where we know we shouldn't be, can't be
trap my words inside of me lest i bare all
me, you merely partners in a forbidden dance of fantasy
This one is completely raw. I'm playing around with a new technique. Feedback is requested.
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