luni, 16 iulie 2012

It Happened Aeons Ago, Yesterday

When the night is young
I think of you.
    I remember
Your kisses 
               cutting
                         so deep
Your smile, hiding depths
      of treason.
Our time together
        a long, slow
                  agonizing lie.

16 iulie 2012

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