Stirrings

A bed of love's security
Hear me I cry
For if my voice is denied tonight
Surely I will die
Egyptian cotton calls to me
Cradled between the sheets
My leg draped over yours
Surely can't be beat
Interstices of my mind
Fireflies of my soul
Pedestals of passion
More than you'll ever know
Please trust that I loved you
But the sad songs of guilt won
The soft earth at my feet
The assuaged damage now done
Time devours my longing
Wisdom soothes my fears
Boundaries of propriety
Warms the fallen tears
My naiveté consumes me
My curiosity swells
When good people are hurt
The residual effects dwell
With barriers of my mind open
Celebrating free at last
Your sadness will be temporary
In years it will be past
From ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
The overwhelming consciousness
Torches the scorpion's lust.