Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Unforgivable

Lover, the inconsolable between my
Breasts mean much more
Than history or chemistry.
But for you to feel
This, you needed to know,
I am no object for
Overflowing affections
Or escapist tendencies.
I am but a whore of time.
I do not love you;
I’m sorry. Will you never understand?
You were a chance that I catch
His lost glances in
This brief sleep.

©hRj2007

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