I break through the illusion
to find you waiting there undone.
Prohibited to walk on grass
that belongs to a princess;
I tread silently across the dawn
of forbidden dreams.
Ignoring the warning signs
that continue to flash within this unkempt sphere,
I continue to touch
what is placed before me.
Stroking the flesh of manhood
and breathing in the toxic fumes of desire;
Fingertips tracing every need
that surfaces from beyond my existence.
We paint pictures of lust and passion
across the backbone of no return,
whilst she waits sleeping
in a different corner of your world.
