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I Won'T Come With You

I recognize the look in your eye
of want in the nape of my neck
dare to approach me in revealing light
pant with a sweaty tongue in my ear

but I won’t come with you
touch me in any way
I wait still while time fades
to undress me in the folds of love

you could touch me tonight
with your fine fingers entwined
and your soft eyes of gray
seduce me with the lick of your lips

but I won’t come with you
I’m waiting patiently for my one
he waits just around the corner
to undress me in the folds of love

you could buy me drinks, poor me wine
intoxicate me with your stare
and make love to a longing lust
centuries old it rises in want of self

but I won’t come with you
only love will quench me from this Earth
and you are loves’ imposter
my eternity waits just around the corner

by Mary Bastian

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