Do Not

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. 
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