Motion sickness

On a waterbed of lust

motion sickness prevailed

left a heart searching for

meaning of trust.

Between small talk of needs

counting blessings on beads

licks on strings

life became a blur.

As dreams evaporated

like water over a cliff

reality screamed

fulfillment is lacking

between the sheets.

burn baby burn

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