And I want one last time to give you pleasures
Like you gave me, all the hidden treasures
At leisure as I feel emotions, say and do
Things that will satiate the uprising of an urge
So difficult to ignore, so difficult to purge.
I come close sometimes to satisfying you
But then we are always so public,
So displayful, showing and telling
All our needs and desires that you are
Caught in a trap of whims and fancies
And are reprimanded and held up
And I escape the torrent of other's desires,
Caught in a maze of circumstances, mired
In my own desire to seek joy within for me
For all to see, I love you and I wish you were back.
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