POEM

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THE PRIVILEGE

That in a room of a thousand prying eyes, only yours could undress me,
That in a sea of roaming hands, only yours could explore the intricacies of my body,
That in a world ablaze with desire and lust, only yours could ignite mine,
Surely was a privilege you took for granted

That I never saw the faltering of the purity of your smile,
That in my drunken love haze I failed to notice your embrace turn cold,
That my tear stains went unnoticed by you even when we were entangled in the most intimate manner,
Surely was a lapse of judgement I mistook for love