Poem -
A taste of treason
Why do you stay with me?
I feel your dreams of others
. Even when we kiss
in the depths
of my passion.
your mouth
has an aftrtaste of treason.
And it stains your lips
the deepest wine red.
Already the ghost
of you is haunting me.
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