Feb 16, 2009

Treason by Abanna Cheshire

Love defies my rational mind.
My will is not my own.
This is love of another kind...
It's something I've never known.

Falling madly for you
Exacts an exquisite pain...
Wondering if this is true,
And waiting to touch you again.

A bittersweet concerto
Plays in my heart and head,
As heart stopping passion flows,
Mocked by my empty bed.

As this desire consumes me
Passion rapes my reason.
My heart ignores my head's plea,
And I surrender to my heart's treason.

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