You weep deep inside
from a wound
long ignored.
You keep me supplied
from a swoon
unexplored.
Encumbered by stacks
entrusted
so varied…
These unnumbered racks
in this lust
reliquary.
This untangled skein
resumed
and unmasked.
I heal you with pain
exhumed
from my past.
I give you temptation
in blasphemy
shrine.
You find affirmation
in fantasy
mine.
You take what you need
but supply
me with treasure.
I’m waiting with greed
amplified
by our pleasure.
Gratified kiss
speaking oath
to be shameful.
Ratified bliss
wreaking growth
through betrayal.
Relate as we yearn
to unburden
our shelves.
We wait and we burn
for return
to ourselves.
Written by Jason Wright
November 21, 2017