INNOCENCE
LOST
Two
independent wills merging
One
with the innocence of a lamb
The other
tainted by the world
Both
exploring new possibilities
With
one another
Souls
being connected in the process
The
tip, the tip
The
single eye gets the first look
As it
gradually teases its lips
Soft
and compliant
Demanding
yet gentle
Slowly
molding every inch of the entrance
Yielding
to persistence
The
white sheet now has a spot of color
A
weakness exposed with very little regret
As the
desire for more gets stronger by the moment
Both
consumed with passion
Like darkness
meeting light for the very first time
And
from this connection
The
newness is no more, the innocence now lost
And
their separation will only occur
When
sleep succumbs them both
And
even then, their connection will remain.
Written
by: David J. Hudson
©
January 14, 2007