Lust/Caution

this is an act.
elaborately painful.
an act of loyalty
for sovereignty,
for freedom.
each thrust
seemingly the last...
but never.
his arms arrogantly powerful;
his legs vine-like,
gripping at my innocence.
my innocence extinguished
like his cigarettes.
this is an act
gone too far.this act,
now a distinction without a difference.
i caution...lust not
lest you love.