ROAD WITHOUT REASON

With each passing moment,
with every passing day
your teasing odour haunts me
like the hunter before her prey
I'm caught in your animal spell
and it gyrates across my senses
this sweet smell of woman
crossing my helpless fences
leaving me with wonder and dread
what will happen, what lies ahead...

Will you make me suffer
am I condemned to whine
do I stay in the palace of our dreams
or will I beg outside in line
speak to me of future's bliss
as you kiss my worries away
and lead me in willing submission
down the path I vowed never to cross
and memories that I never forgot
but now is another moment, another day
for you I will die again, show me the way.

Bittersweet

                         

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