Dirty Sheets


As dull as the lust left on dirty sheets
Is our love
A fire burning with the embers of passion
Has since fizzled to ashes

As hungry as the lust left on dirty sheets
Is our love
Your simple glance I feel upon my shoulders
Devours me whole

As eloquent as the lust left on dirty sheets
Is our love
Every simple caress and tentative whisper
Faded into gentle cotton fabric

As arrogant as lust left on dirty sheets
Is our love
Knowing just how to make your eyes see only me
You discovered how to take away my world

As empty as the lust left on dirty sheets
Is our love
Angry words electrifying the traces we left behind
Doors slamming, leaving me alone with this misshapen heart

As confining as lust left on dirty sheets
Was our love
This bed like a prison cell
Has bound me to you

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