Still hunger for your skin,
thirsting the lips that
once melded into mine
one last blissful night together
flowing of wine and passion,
never suspecting you were
letting me down easy,
our hearts were in sync -
or so I was led to believe
veiled in ecstasy,
a cruelty worse than death
in the least, dying has a final chapter
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 10:52 AM UTC
Still hunger for your skin,
thirsting the lips that
once melded into mine
one last blissful night together
flowing of wine and passion,
never suspecting you were
letting me down easy,
our hearts were in sync -
or so I was led to believe
veiled in ecstasy,
a cruelty worse than death
in the least, dying has a final chapter
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