Pecadillo

she thought his hands for
Ever
understandable miss
Take
that, since they fit her throat so perfect
Lee

one hand here, another hand
there and protection was
no longer myth, comfort
no longer dream, shelter
no longer want, refuge
no longer need, but 
                                   Realis

he thought her body for
Ever
understandable miss
Take
that, since it fit into his so perfect
Lee

one piece here, another piece
there and communion was
no longer tale, affection
no longer hope, fervour
no longer sham,  promise
no longer ghost, but
                                     Actualité

just a small miss
Step
made by both
a sin not worth confess
Shun
that, in the fire of day
Break
trembled
fell
and was
                   Consumato

© s rogers 20 September 2009

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