a pact once solemn
made with kissing and saliva
now your sweet ally. forever
but I cannot fathom how
had we but known
at the pregnant outset
the way would twist so
in mangled ambitions
would I yet covet your mouth
choose lips and navel
holding depravity at bay
to scout your worthy soul
conserve your happiness
when by grace it arises, love
don’t expend it
in unreflective bliss
you’ll have need one day
amidsts barren snowscapes
where the only fuel
is your heart’s true wish
_______RS
► Handy INDEX — scan through all available ||SWR|| articles
||skirmishes|| ||with|| ||reality|| 
relationships evolve in ways we can’t always predict.
Hello Munaeem, I would go even further: they evolve in ways we can never predict. Thank you for reading and commenting!