A Constant Ache
what truly tasty secrets wait
entombed within your chest
enshrined with golden filigree
on call at your behest
within your mind and heart they rove
they're free to roam at will
they help you to live...excite again
and make your heart race, still
such sinful pleasures here interred
endear like none before or since
you fit him like a glove
these memories incredible...
that one amid the crowd
he whispers in your ear...you thrill...
you answer…moan aloud!
you hold onto him ‘til you're through
you love until you're spent
you touch your fingers where he’s been
of nothing you repent.
this love so unbelievable
you'd from the rooftops scream
your secret freed for all to see
no longer just a dream.