Never Sated

Constant companion
Your touch draws my breath
Reminds me I am alive.
My senses wait in anticipation of your gaze.
You consume my soul.
Without you,
There is nothing.


Memories
Of a time before your ministrations
Alter
Move
Find a place for you.
The future, like the present,
Sighs.

Sweet adulteress
Your passion never sated
You leave me not
Yet take another.
Younger, Stronger
In waking hours and dreaming,
He murmurs your name.
Pain.

The End

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