to be in your presence
is an invitation to sin.
so devastatingly wrong
agonizingly within reach
i can almost taste
your bittersweet skin
so wrong
so madly wrong.
folly that I await for you
in obscurity.
in the dark I hide
from this shameless passion
that you alone can
quench.
maybe tonight
our hands will finally touch
then you can have me
as your prize
as your victim.
I offer myself.
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