Sunday, 26 June 2016

Masks

Right there on the cold marble floor of desire 
our bodies churned and burned in an ancient fire
My many masks came undone, abandoned
Love squealed out, startled, stranded 
I opened my eyes to meet yours naked, unafraid
lust claimed my name unashamed, unmade
Love and lust, both masks, like you and I
I burnt them that day in our pleasures' blue sky 

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