Miss Translation
she said it was
an act of god
questioningly i
replied did you
say the Marquis
de Sade
her accent hid
her willingness
to believe so
or believe so
faithfully so
she said
love is the
same which
once again i
said did you
say love is
pain
words were
heard but
aurally were
transferred
from thought
to intent
so we spent hours
talking but talking
not the same for
her since was my
pinch and her OW
was my meow
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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