You
You are the one whom I fear to meet each day
and yet I cannot wait until I do.
I know the pain will come
I know the choking in my throat
of the words that are never spoke.
I know of your lust for me
but never seek it out ,
though the slightest taste
will leave me weak and mindless.
I have no other world but you.
Your smile is my sun.
Your eyes my stars .
Your face my moon .
Your touch and warm caress
my earth and food.
Tis thee , my love.
And would I add a visage that would haunt me
in my loneliness like a nightmare in my dreams,
most certainly it would be yours.
Athena Beauchamp
5 , December 1999
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