The fantasy has turned memory, the dream finally realized
I was shocked by your boldness, though you’d spoke of it often
Turning speculation into action was easy once decided
Simple enough to afford many a repeat performance…if we dare
I have no reservations about the giving, taking, and sharing
My biggest concern is my lack of outrage over my actions
I’ve not questioned my morals, my sanity, or my reasoning
I wonder what it means that it didn’t really mean anything
It’s a fine line and a slippery slope, but I’m not deterred
Though putting the ball in your court makes it easier to justify
Perhaps one of your own yearnings will press us forward
Then I can enjoy it without the guilt of not feeling guilty
Or maybe you’ll end it here, and I feel the shame I deserve
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