Sorry, but…

Being scared a bit,
I’ve wiped out all your smell.
Having a pretty sizable shame but
Having no regret at all let alone repentance,
I’ve tried to squash the dark memory into
Amorphous fluid that would dissipate into thin air in due time.

The sound of silence from my heart,
The unspoken cry from my torn mind,
The obvious greed in my beautiful prose,
All these would make her grasp the meaning of
My abrupt cold feet.

Ah!  However,
Her wide-open mind and body would
Make me expose myself again?

Sorry, but please understand
I am just a ragged man begging for cheap sensual pleasure
Kneeling on my crabby pride.

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