Lover As The Whore Read Count : 11

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The Lover, As The Whore


My authority yield to temptation

In finding forever in your arms,

For there is no ending, but to keep waiting

And to become accustomed to harm.


Maybe it’s the way that you remind me

That you have yet to fall out of love

Each time you mention his name-and blindly

Fervor occurs-when eyes reflect stars above.


Maybe one day you’ll say my name the same.


Until the day where my name has value,

Keep me as the sunshine in your pocket,

Though naked eyes witness rays of blue

As I drown in the scent of your perfume.


I don’t know who I am anymore-

Loving myself is a choir

And my only wealth is the coin I drop

To become the lover as the whore.

Comments

  • Feb 10, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Excellent and introspective 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

    Feb 10, 2019

  • Feb 11, 2019

  • beautiful.

    Feb 11, 2019

  • wow you are good

    Mar 02, 2019

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