Selfish Sunday

Present You are someone that can make me feel free, you are solid and care free Someone who knows mortality by sight... Someone who can consume my essence, lose my power, fuel my soul

Past You are what I long to have, whom I've dreamed of, Someone whom I dream holding on to with both hands Someone that I dream of growing old with Someone who is pure and beautiful

Future You threaten my mortality... Someone I am powerless to refuse My fix, your fix... You are deadly, why do I want you so... Stop - the careless, carnal actions, your life is bound by that law

Who says we can love who we trust, I do and I love you, but what is love without lust? Forgive me.

-- Anonymous 2009