Thursday, March 1, 2012

Goodbye


To love.
To know a warm embrace.
Feeling the sexually elated high.
Every hour sex comes to play.
Till turns lead to saying goodbye.

Control your own, to be alone.
Look around to contemplate.
Step inside your own home.
Inside the mind to live replete.

Is to live
Is to love
To be broken
By passion or by...
Is to live
Is to love
To be whole
To live again
Knowing step away 
...complete. 

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