Commander James

The inner thoughts of a man during a sexual encounter.

The constant pursuit of their forefather’s love gives tired legs false hope
Her weary pillars collapse into my arms
These arms grow heavy, so they rest the debris of her desires on sinless sheets
Lustful eyes beg my essence to perform a duet to the medley of love
The only instrument I wielded with mastery is the feminine’s mind’s eye
Only pure sounds play from it’s mouth
Strings of the heart are as sensitive as the crown of a newborn
With prescise contact, they release the sincere cries of women
Fabricated names and personas fornicate with true passion
Ability to connect and restrict has transform uncorrupted intentions into analytical response
This leads to foreshadowed despair and a hardened soul
Man who stands before me with indistinguishable eyes, I bare my soul naked
My flaws and imperfections are presented to you on the stage of humanity
Forgive me for these sensual transgressions, for yet I have a higher calling that takes priority over you
Forget not, that love loves nobody