Tainted memory
Your bare form would have the Devils' on their knees.
Your sculpted model makes my heart freeze.
As the sun sets below the fiery horizon,
The inevitable lust in me rises.
As though you were the only star
That could make me forget my scar.
The silk bedsheets haunt my thoughts,
You were the only thing my memories brought.
Copyright © Bommi Shivani | Year Posted 2023
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