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sonnet 46 – another take

Posted in quatorzain by maggie on 2008/03/23

Intending to create such love as this,
my only god undoes his shirt for me
and we both fall, exchanging kiss for kiss
so with my flesh to pay his penalty. 

I choke back all compulsion to repent
my sin, my death, this private hell I choose.
I'll drag him to my bed with my descent
to live a love that only you could lose.

I need. That much I still admit I do.
I'd rather that he needed you instead -
inside our room there's still a touch of you.

What mercy might he possibly pretend?
He made me who I am, this dream he bred.
You've seen his eyes. You know how this must end.

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