The Greatest Rogue

The greatest rogue of all our rogues
intelligent, honest and incorrigible
yet never ceasing to be a rogue.

An appetite for contradictory sensations
isn't hard to acquire once one begins
the preservation of the good and beautiful.

The greatest rogue of all our rogues
the muse of my affection and
sculptor of my wisdom.

You simultaneously bewilder and intimidate
the masses threatened by such romance
yet obsess the minds of the inspired.

Behind the coarseness of your visage:
There is no greater privilege to have been
an apprentice to the kindness witnessed.

My greatest rogue.
My greatest muse.
My greatest tragedy.

Temptation

I remain a fool for temptation.

Artificial moments
Dripping with tension
Once a week or less

Is too much for too little of you.

I can never tell
whether your hesitance
is bitterness or the leftovers

of the lost love we'll never have.

Limits

Si est modus ad omnes res, cur ponimus modos in nobis?

Abandonment

You have abandoned your child.