Lindsay’s Scribblings

Everyone who knew me,
 knew.
You knew me too,
didn’t you?

Oh, my love
This lust
Is not well-intentioned
Not innocent
Not sweet
Oh, my love
This lust
Demands satiation
Immediate and
Indiscreet.

‘Twixt you and I,
nothing should ever intercede -
not conspiring mothers,
not pernicious lovers,
not distance,
not time,
not cloth.
‘Twixt you and I,
nothing should ever intervene.