Poem #12

Our legs and fingers intertwined, your
breath was perfectly complimenting mine.
if this is what sin feels like, I’ll see you in hell honey.

There was something so bitter sweet in the
taste of your lips which brought me back to
the summer when we first kissed. Memories
flooded my mind while you were taking me
step by step to another dimension.

We welcomed the moon and said goodbye to
it wide awake, without separating for a minute.
You were on the side of the bed, lighting up a cigarette
and I just had to put that question to rest.
“If you’re happy with her why do you keep coming back?”


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