The Scent of Lust
In a bathtub filled with dirty love,
We scrubbed away the perfume of perfection.
Good riddance to the anxious inhales of aromatic fury
And the blanket of peace that shielded my mind from the truth.
We tore away the seal of approval from those who matter
In favor of a twistier path towards enlightenment.
The scent of lust spiraled downward into the deep abyss
And we were reborn with new hope and a new scent of lust
Unfamiliar to those not entangled in the web of hopeful yet destructive love.
Copyright © Keely Breen | Year Posted 2018
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