Wednesday, May 26, 2004
Born of Sin
There is, about her, an attractiveness
that's born of sin. She has a knowing glance,
a heartfelt touch, a smile infused
with ancient promises and proffered chance.
I find her ready, so eager for me
to rid myself of all that holds me back,
of all that interferes with my release,
of all that interrupts my loving her.
She doesn't draw attention to my lack
of focus on her needs, but seeks, instead,
to make me feel at home, complete, at peace
within her arms, redeemed within her bed.
There is, about her, an attractiveness
that's born of every sin she's heard confessed.
