the last memory to fade

if I get lucky enough,
to grow old,
soft,
weak and stupid,

and I can't any more

put it to words,
what it is that keeps me going,
keeps my breath steady,
what it is that keeps the spark lit;

know it,

beyond all doubt,
the fuel of my fire will still be,
that near or distant memory
of your warm
naked body
pressing against mine.

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demand

I did it

- of course I did -

but this time

it was different.

this time

I did it because you asked,

because you expected me to.

I hope

one day

you'll find it;

the love I didn't notice losing.

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insatiable

every second thought 
mirrors the last one I'll have:
"just a little more..."

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