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as the sun sinks the filters of the day
slowly fade
layers of satin covered inhibitions
unabated drop to the floor
compliance easily won
the deeper into the night we wade
playful and at peace in its dark depths

with the sun, rises regret and disbelief
shake my head almost amused
almost, as
images in evidence laid across my mind
what was soft and light now sullied and stiff
the inner glow dimmed
flickers unconvincingly

within me lives the saint and the sinner
and each regrets the other