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Still Tarnished

I still remember 
that one time I fell into the lust filled puddles
 that settled where your eyes once were
 we both know
it was over and over again
that i'd willingly dove in
I replay you in my mind
here's a secret
never have I ever
remained so submissive and committed
a true fool, I am
but why did you have to hold me so secure
kissed my eyelids, painted my orgasms= gold 
couldn't you taste that my soul
was tarnished with the acidity that the last lover spewed my way
pacing back N forth 
...was devising how to divulge my yearning for you
until i woke up and remembered that you belong to her
silly me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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