| Written: SEPT 10, 2003 |
Oh sweet guilt,
Leaving me breathless.
Retched in my undisturbed longing,
How can you not feel the heat;
The voracious grasping,
Tearing at your heartstrings ravenously.
The near raping of the littlest exposed flesh,
An unwholesome devouring of visage.
Each appraisal a complete study
Of each curve and cleft.
Absorbing the very light
From your eyes into mine.
Ashamed I turn away from you
My lightest touch.
