Thursday, December 1, 2011


A vow to myself I swear,
in immorality
would I not engage
for all the time I have left

But you,
my personal weakness:
it amazes me how
from closed to open I go at your sight

As I look in distance
and see you smile,
even more like slut I feel
when 'I love you' you say

Sadly, if truth be told,
You leave me in sweet space.... wanting more