Business as Usual

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Your hands are cool and slightly rough, but when you run your fingers across my skin I melt.

And when I look into the window of your soul, your bright eyes see me-

And it feels like eons since I have truly been seen-

But the baggage we both have is enough to sink a ship,

And the risk of what your touch proposes would capsize entire households.

Still, you audaciously grin, and I know that you would throw it all away-

The lives we both have so carefully constructed-

For just a break in the mundane routine we have acquiesced to.

Throw it all away just to revel in a few moments of white hot passion

To be inevitably followed by years of soul searching regret.

Yet, I want to jump off that cliff with you-

Headfirst, no safety net, flinging my body out full force into the unknown-

Want desperately to free fall into a hurricane of sensation -

But I move your hand gently away

Because between the two of us, I have always been the most logical — the rational one-

Nevertheless, I smile sweetly to soften the blow

Since theses games we play are all I have to look forward to.

And a part of me that has been awakened

Returns to slumber.

And I bury the knife sharp pang of regret over desires unfulfilled.

And we resume working.

Business as usual.