Poetry

Lesson Learned

Intense passion
purely spontaneous and intense
too much to handle at times
this time it only existed in lies

Infatuation
the belief of love that might be true
the reality of attraction narrowed down to a few
lust lives more in this situation

Awareness should have kicked in
situation created a false relationship
purely sexual, attraction is a disease
purely venom to keep consuming

Yet this poison has become my death of choice
the death of my heart
the death of my dreams
belief in honesty
belief in respect and monogamy
choosing to taste the lips that end my life
dripping wet with the arsenic of sex

 

 

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