If I am only a temperary substitute
in the darkest shadows of your desire
Then why does your every touch
Place me so much higher
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I often wonder that myself. It is similar to...if we aren't going to think, what good will it do us to speak? Can't have one without the other, and this instance is no different. Fantastic job.
A strong title, I urge you to stick to it. An amazing poem. No one should be a substitute, It's an insult to our devotion. -Kylie M. Lynch