Poem -

Slaves of Eros

In the End .. We are All but Slaves of Eros

Dear lord, how we once loved to feel
those chains
that then bound us so tightly ..
And how we each
then longed to remain slaves of Eros ..
Yet despite all
of the pleasures that each link
then afforded ..
It was simply just never enough ..
Since we all still
needed an ache, or some form
of discomfort
and pain to remind us, and yes,
to serve as a
measure to somehow determine
our place and
position, plus the state of our
balance and
the grip we each maintained on
that tightrope
we all once called, love, lust and life ..

 

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