My Love
has a love all its own
a desire over which
I have no control
an insatiable lust
to which
I am merely a slave
My brain determines that
my love is in danger
is being misused or abused
ignored or rejected
and I try to
shut it down
walk away
detach and move on
But at times,
like now
my love has a spirit all its own
a mind unto itself
leading my body back here
to the warmth of you
the smooth comfort of your bed
your body's firm wonderland
my pride evaporates
and my brain shuts down
I acquiesce to your enigmatic vibe
allowing my loves
love
to completely submerge
in every aspect of you
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