Photo by Dana

My passion darkens

life-sustaining strokes

raw from grating against

the barbed cage of

feigned normalcy


My emotions stain

the paper in 

tonal relief, artistic

only in the shades

of light to dark


My skin crawls

with need withheld

my morality cringes

with the painful grip 

of desire denied


My soul seeks

not a savior

but a consort, craving

demanding a release

of savage longing



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