PRISONER OF TIME 1 © 2007

Increasingly selfish,

I shut myself off behind high walls,

I do not allow great emotional sharing,

Only and occasionally, in greater desire,

In bed, where women, in their wisdom,

Make me happy, fill me for moments.

For I am not faithful! But after all, who is?

Fidelity is a fluid concept,

That moulds to desires and circumstances,

And even those who claim to be faithful,

In another way are not, no one is pure and innocent,

Except for children, in their brief time,

Before the world touches them, before life moulds them.

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