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You

by  Rosalind

Posted: Thursday, April 24, 2003
Word Count: 86
Summary: A first attempt at a craft I know little of. If it stinks I apologise.




My love was mine
I couldn't give it to you
I pledged it to lust
can't go back on that
Can I ?

My Heart is bound
In a black harness
My love is not you
but I remeber you well
too well

I dream of you now
as we were then
your smell haunts me still
and reminds me of you
and me

My man holds me close now
I lie in his arms
My heart is his plaything
yet I think of you
you