Back again
Always back again
Right back here
Thought I left this behind
But here I’m back once more
What threw open the void?
Thought I was fine now
What have I done?
Was I too happy? Too careless?
Too myself?
Tempting fate with a smile
Whispering into the dark
A brazen challenge
My old lover returned
Holding too tight
Glass lips brush tender skin
Dripping with ink
I promised once I wouldn’t take him back
Promised to leave him behind
Now we fall back in bed together
Bodies tangled in the sheets
My mind was alone
My body on fire
The quiet caving in
Waves of lustful dissonance
You made me a contortionist
Twisted and bent out of form
Writhing in the harsh lights
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Author:
Lee Renard Caspian (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Powerful write Lee - an apt word is "contortionist" where vulnerablity thrives yet this is what happens when love takes a-hold. An engaging read.
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