in the same bed,
twisting and turning,
pulling and pushing,
throughout the night,neither victorious,
nor lost in shame, but,
part of the environment
surrounding us,
shaping and molding,
to their wills only
never our own...
until,
we surface with
reasonable doubt...
and,
as they step aside,
we stroll through
cautious and cocky
as ever,
believing or
not believing
we have the right
and responsibility
to make our
own decisions.
19Jun14
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