Again

I felt the cold,

heartless, 

sting that her kisses gave me.

 

I felt alive

(and my body decayed)

when she entinced me

with empty words.

 

Yet here I am,

breathless,

ready to serve her every pleasure.

 

"One last time", I say.

 

Silence. 

My heart knows my lies

better than love.

 

- Alejandro Bonfil

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