Impure

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You are my impure thoughts
Alive, bare and salacious

You say You want something
that’s really the last thing in my mind,
and I soon realize
You, so carefully, planted
a seed
in my fecund mind
that will only grow
from anticipation,fear and what not..

I will water it, nurture it
to become a sapling
and its roots
perturbing my sanity
till I crave it helplessly,
consume it like addicts
and it becomes the first thought
I wake up with~
and You leave me
defenseless once again

I let my guard down and you rein free
Have me curbing my own walls;
You are my impure thoughts
or I yours – yes,
but we’re well past the
filthy argument – who corrupts whom.


DsubVerse: You’re my impure thoughts.


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