Dec 05, 2005 10:19
Do not cheapen love around me
Do not betray its name
With cool lips
And fingertips
And drunken bouts of shame
Do not grope for words
(Amongst other parts as well)
With heated hands
In the grandstands
Bastardizations conjured from hell
Do not marr it with effigy
On your lonely scraped raw tongue
Frills and lace
Seemen disgraced
Down you go with the sun
There is one word not to be touched
This idea cannot be bought
Not with a tight sweater
You must have known better
Or...I would have thought.