It isn't that I think I owe you
money or reward
or even anything I'd ever give you
except gratitude acknowledged
for teasing me to
kiss you
and wanting you to tell me
and for bidding me to
cast off my worthless chains.
You shocked me awake
and the next morning
the memory of your words
was so intoxicating that
I was thinking of you
when talking to the priest
desire building within me
my words conveying one thing
but my body confessing another.
(from mid-2008)
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