The
Pages
Of
Our
Books,
Passion
Rages
In
Secret
Nooks,
Desire
Described
In
Lavish
Prose,
Defining
What
The
Heart
Knows
In
Sultry
Chambers
That
Subtly
Lurk
In
Fantasies
Complex
Work.
Lo,
In
Steps
Reason
As
We
Dream,
To
Tell
Us
Nothing
Is
Without
A
Seam,
To
Hem
Us
In
Before
We
Fall
Into
Lust’s
Spin,
As
Too
Soon,
We
Reach
The
End.