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Repressed Sensuality

Fast asleep. Trying to dream.
Until I’m plagued again.
By a reoccurring face. The same man.
With cognac eyes and a fake grin.

An illusion. My mind reaches for.
To covet love. Unseal my emotions.
In the form of someone that I can’t touch.
His aftershave is a misty and musky whisper.
Not tangible. An apparition on my nose.

His rough skin. Sandpaper against my thin body.
Guilt fills me. With each fiery kiss.
I'm making a mistake. Lust violates my faith. 
Violates my reason. Inspires my emotions.

My ego keeps it hidden. But my inner voice shouts.
Black butterfly. My psyche runs.
Through these visual distortions. A copy of reality.
Touching but not feeling. Together but separated.
He is a mirage. Living in my mind’s basement.
A part of myself I repress.   
 

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Marion

Really deep...amazing to read x

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K.G. Munro

thank you kindly <3 it is a reflection of the needs we deny to honor our beliefs sometimes

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Curious Onlooker

Very vivid and very descriptive I was able to vision this well done creating your muse's image. Great write!

CO

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I call it " the natural man" we all have that challenge to overcome ourselves, to share our selves with another is a needed eventuality. wonderful write! don't be too hard on your self!.......................................................Jim

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