Friday, 5 June 2015

Last Act

She made love to me like a conniving magician
Like it was her final act on the stage

With her glib tongue
And deceitfully evasive fingers
She put me in her box of mystery
Disintegrated me from joint to joint
And made me to disappear from everyone

I haven’t found myself since…

Under her disjointed spell
I keep wondering
How will she bring me back?
How will she finish her act?

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