the mailman came today...

[lady]

paper is stained in fragile hand
skin breathes where the gold
slipped off a thin finger
and now im free to cry
as my naked hands wring themselves

there is no justice for the fure of heart
i eat what you have yet to digest
i do not need your example
for the warm-pressed paper sealed in my palm
is sealed, and therefore irrevokable
sealed, and therefore infinite

my sin is purity while yours
chews at the velvet fingertips
that pressed the seal of my letter
i am guilty of love
while you deny me your passion
what ive been pretending would suffice
is inadequate to the fantasy ive provided

hold me now, for my love is only to be wasted
until the letter is opened
the seal is broken

[kidder]

Cryptic! Makes me wonder. I like the feisty spirit presented here!

[Hippievixen]

i'm diggin' it... especially

'my sin is purity while yours
chews at the velvet fingertips
that pressed the seal of my letter
i am guilty of love
while you deny me your passion
what ive been pretending would suffice
is inadequate to the fantasy ive provided.'