Immodest

Blissfully honest

Her body’s mine

Two of a kind

In each other’s arms

With no false alarms

No secret deceit

Caught up in the heat

Understanding and warm

Curled up next to her form

Relaxed and assured

And I’ll never be cured

From my feelings for her

And when she’ll stir

I can hush her to sleep

She and I are deep

That way.

I’ve been dead

Shot with murderous words through my head

I have held her from the start

Kept her words in my heart

Feelings are my praise

For my passionate craze

Keeping the distance

And my own resistance

Fall head over heels

When she says how she feels

When she kisses me, kills me

Wish she couldn’t see

How easily she makes and breaks

Holds me and quickly forsakes.

Leaves me alone

Won’t answer the phone

Turns me away

Each and every day

After time I resist

Being the masochist

Still miss her arms

Her beautiful charms

My name through her lips

The feel of her hips

When she’s naked and bare

We both longed to share

Passions of our lives between

Meeting and coming clean

Desire to pass this--

Days I won’t miss

Her breath on my skin

Loving the shape I’m in

Hating their scorn

For the way we were born

Wonder when I cry

What if I were a guy?

Hold her close with no hate

Be in favor of fate

And destiny bows

With whispered vows

Immodest

Honest

Processed and lost

In a new-world holocaust.