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Rated: E · Poetry · Relationship · #2048025
for the writers cramp. A poem about the senses.
Oh lover—
when your kiss on my lips is the sour of vinegar
and your fingers on my skin is the cold of the arctic
when your words in my ear are utterances of deceit
and the cologne on your collar is the stench of betrayal
the sparkle in your eyes is reserved for another—
I'll steal away into the night
And find another lover
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