In love heresy
What truth hides
behind locked closets
that we bang
and try
to smash down.
Infinity
is eternal,
Your voice,
sweet to my throat.....
I was out of line
when I unlocked
and the door creaked
and something clicked....
Smooth shiny hair
in a bar of moments,
tender sweet flesh
I wish I wasn't there....
I wish I could escape
outside the mirror,
the abyss of gibberish
is all of something
like drunken-ness
Best friends like
a married rapid couple,
and I so much wish
it had remain so......
Your winning personality,
I guess just won me freely
without your heresy.
Copyright © Ryan Geoffrey Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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