Faking It

Unfortunately, experience has allowed me to explore and record the thrill of "faking it".

let these eyes of placid hope roll back
into the imagination that exists a world
of dazzling desire and passion wild
that unleashes the inner places of me

let my lips be parted in unattended ecstasy
as though I long for the one I love
release the moans--the screams--the voices
that speak the lies you so long to hear

let my body move and sway and roll
through the motions irresponsibly memorized
from a time when lust felt amazing
through the gaze in a former lover's eyes

let these hands grasp and scratch
at a face so desired but so unsure
into the darkness you confidently create
as light of white to no one but you

and let this sheath release a passion
that I know you're searching for
but this piece I cannot fabricate
in the unhindered imagination that is my own

let you do what you please--
taste me, touch me, fuck me
believe that all I do not feel is real
and misunderstand my own undoing.