competeing loveA Poem by Tenten
Competing love and loyalty comes to question
Where the brink starts meets a blur
That first touch, that first moment cress
Move it back, move it back
I don’t want to violate the love possessed
That sweet kiss, the tender lies
Still in possession of true love
The lies drops back, further than eyes posses
The moment clothing hits the floor
The second it gets too close
Halt the lines come to view
Still in love, true conviction
Never to confess this momentary weakness
© 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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Added on August 26, 2008 |

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