Bare
STRIP ME BARE
down to my essence
leaving me
only to be found
lying there
nearly
breathless.
Panting...........
thinking,
of your deed
Trying.......
to rejuvenate
from what it is
that's coming over me.
As you go on,
living your tarnished life,
without a care,
forgetful of the soul
that you left BARE.
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