By Unchained
Date: 2001 Aug 13
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Yesterday


My fingers
twisted
the sheets
into formless knots
as your lips
and breath
traced trails
of agonizing ecstacy
on my helpless
yielding body.

Your fingers
razor soft
touched
my trembling flesh
bleeding me
of all my fear
to die
in the tenderness
of your desire.

Surrender
never brought
a surer
victory.

Now
alone
defeat
is defined
by the ache
to speak your name
and the heart
that cannot bear to.