At this particular juncture
You are my salacious secret.
My impulse and my desire
Yearn for parallel,
Yet specious devotion.
Regrettably, my insight forbids
Integrating the desire with the
Collective.
Despite a substantial reciprocal fervor
And prolonged vulnerability
Which has led to my proficiency
In an art form so intricate,
My desire is transposed
And I am ensnared and subdued
By reality.
For now, you will remain
My salacious secret,
Until I accumulate the
Audacity required
To allow for such
A course of action.
Within my reverie
Is where I recede
Where my impulse and desire
Reign.
Feb 19, 2012
Feb 19, 2012 at 10:25 AM UTC
At this particular juncture
You are my salacious secret.
My impulse and my desire
Yearn for parallel,
Yet specious devotion.
Regrettably, my insight forbids
Integrating the desire with the
Collective.
Despite a substantial reciprocal fervor
And prolonged vulnerability
Which has led to my proficiency
In an art form so intricate,
My desire is transposed
And I am ensnared and subdued
By reality.
For now, you will remain
My salacious secret,
Until I accumulate the
Audacity required
To allow for such
A course of action.
Within my reverie
Is where I recede
Where my impulse and desire
Reign.
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