Borne of my heart
not my head
an
irrational passion
takes flight

Groaning, grinding
sighing, crying

Melding flesh

slick, glistening
heaving, breathing

Desire rules
penance will follow

heartache, heartbreak
loss and betrayal

Borne of my heart
not of my head
irrational passion

I can only love you open handed.
I can only offer me – flawed and human
That is all I can ask in return.
I can not change or hold you.
To try is to taint and destroy.
I will not plead or promise.
I can only give you this.