Resistance is Futile

Form: Free Verse

My dreams that have no shape
form the shadows of my mind with
echoes beyond earthly desire
and love is closed within
my obsessions of lust
drawing me closer
as I weaken in my hunger
each night diminishing my strength
and like death
these dreams have come to stay
and the futility of my denial
is losing the race
against the wonder of your loveliness
for love, with your hands so tender,
wipes my tears

©JGFarmer2020

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