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 © Joe King | Year Posted 2011
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