thought's of another,
he sleeps in my bed, yet he is not in my thought's, i lay with my eye's open,
wondering, remembering a kiss, that burned my skin, ignited the flow of passion,
this man that i would wake up to now longer gave me comfort, his pleasure was his alone, i masked secret's with every touch he gave, my mind took me to the fullest, and it wasn't him, that made me moan, my cry, gave me for more,
it sipped out of me as a heard his name, but unheard the touch, trouble, i knew of ecstasy, it dangle my shadow's as i attained it's treats,
i had thought's of another, my own air suffocated me, this was no substitute, the breakdown in me was like a probation period, the time bomb ticked away as i thought of the repeateng act of a man that brought me to this point,
my secrets where not buried in a attic or grave, but my own self, my own life,
phantom thought's where my continue forbidden fruit, something had to give, was i to walk away, was i to start over, or was i to settle,
my illusion took me from the sane to the insane over an over again, as night fall's, an he roll's on top of me, again my thought's of him became more real, he was my truth, my hunger point's, as the act of pretending became my teacher,
my sentencing was done, this was not be my doomed soul, my domain, i was to be, something happened, something gave me peace, as my eye's opened an saw that he was mines, an his armed covered me, at last i breath in him.
something gave.
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