Compromises Impression
It doesn't matter to me
the pleasure you had
out of me...
What your body felt
it was your feeling,
not mine...
What was past,
already passed...
If the soul was not corrupted,
this is what really
it matters...
the pleasure you felt
It was yours, your memory...
Our time has now begun...Now...
The commitment is from now on...
From here forward,
your commitment is with me.
my commitments to you...!
So we will have a chance
to be happy together..."
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2022
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