curious quiescence
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     that funny way your eyes look
     before they close to kiss --
     as if to beg my life from me -- 
          use caution, miss.

     strange the way your hair is soft
     and warms my neck and cheek.
     it asks for softness in return;
          it makes you seem meek.

     you place so much faith in me --
     deny me change of heart.
     you give away your powers
          and become vulnerable.

     the way you look, so innocent,
     your spaniel-puppy eyes.
     your confidential smile is all
          facade, I think you know.

     but you can't be that purposeful,
     and when you give control,
     much more than you would like, I'm sure,
          you give away worth.

     is there something newly gained
     in offering to me your
     discarded independence,
          its price, virginity?

     are these few sweet moments
     such perfect happiness,
     that worth the time and sacrifice,
          they balance all the rest?


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currie@mitre.org             c&c as you like
                 "Dreams should be achieved as soon as possible,
                  to make room for new dreams."