Dementia

When i look at you

my whole body responds

all my love pours out

and makes you all the better

but your beauty creates doubt

and it eats away at me

Causing me to to wonder

if my love is returned

but my love is a wretched thing

making all this pain beautiful

So use me how you will

but please allow me to love you

for you are all i have left

and my dementia will not release me

please dig into me

and make the waves of pleasure come
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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October 9, 2015 at 6:47 PM
as a woman, this sounds like a "fatal attraction" poem, Joseph. It almost sounds like it was written by a lovesick highschool boy. A lot of cliches dampen the emotional impact again. Where is the punctuation? I know know if the last word is an intended pun lol? Sorry again, must be truthful, Joe. T
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