Affection Antedotes
Resistance is futile
I know this well, even as
self wrought fortifications fall
by way of your velvet touch,
disarming every suspicious sensibility.
That recoiled voice within
reminds
to bristle at your touch
distrust this sweet advancement
coldly
despise the caress you brandish
Gently you shush this voice
with outstreched silken fingertip
to pursed up cursing lips
Replacing that touch with the sweetest lips
mine have ever known
Erasing the expanse from then to now
the awkward abyss of the ever alone.
Kisses layed lightly about my face
smash the walls surrounding
Bonded now, fingers interlaced
synchronized hearts are pounding.
you kissed my lid clenched eyes
detouring all falling tears
like they may bring my certain demise
I feel the healing
in no small measure
senses reeling
immersed in pleasure
Passion pure
guard torn apart
affection cures
my scar torn heart
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