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Exquisite Pain By Suzanne B. Jacobson
Exquisite pain On the border of pleasure Where draw the line? With what do we measure?
Some lean to right Still others to fight Some find the truth in A moment’s delight.
In God may be refuge For those who have faith But darkness abides In some kinds of Grace.
The shadows may fall Or may dance on the wall From beyond the thin veil Comes a Dark Lover’s call.
I’ll tell you a Secret You’ve little to fear You whispered sweet somethings In my gentle ear.
There’s pain in the loving A burn to the touch The tongue is a Treasure I won’t hurt you… much.
Oh, Darling, you’ve chosen Another to wed Strange how you dream That it’s me in your bed.
Oh, come here, my Darling Let’s walk in the park I’ll make you take me Before it’s still dark.
And then in the shadows Like never before I’ll take you down ‘Til you’re screaming for more.
And then in the morning You’ll wake in the pain Of knowing sweet somethings Are nothing to gain.
My love is your shadow Your tears are my rain I promise you, Darling My exquisite pain.
Copyright © 2008 Suzanne B. Jacobson. Posted with permission.
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