Fall Behind.


Love is blind,
Darkness kind.
I will not fall behind.

Come through that door,
Make me a whore.
I can take no more.

A wall around a rose.
Anything goes.
 – On your toes.

Minutes old,
I stare into the cold -.
I have been sold. 

A mile, a minute,
is all I can give it
Admit it.

My darling, my dear
Deliciously near.
Another year.

Love is blind
The darkness kind.
Inside my very mind – 

I cannot fall behind. 

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