Re: wench

Dec 1997

walking the earth
an angel without wings
typing with furious fingers
has taken my heart
with her words
as her sword
she stabs
gutting me
trusting
lusting
i want to taste
celestial pleasures
treasured
time passes too quickly
to catalog every thought
every feeling
every word
locked far away
in my heart
protected by your sword
in the confines of this earth
give me reason
to yearn
© 1997, Kwy

I can't believe I can touch you like this. Thank you for giving me this small piece of your heart. It means more than you know.