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Rhymes - 11. Looking
I wasn’t looking,
When our eyes met
Across a dark room.
I swore
I would never build
Dreams in another
Man’s kiss,
Or carve out futures
In their
Fleeting embrace.
But your words
So sweet
And touch
Inflaming.
Ocean water
To a
Parched
Shipwrecked sailor.
Your hold
Firm and touch
Reassuring
And so I built
These
Expectations
Upon foundations
I did not know
Would dissipate.
Your breath
Sweet and lips
Comforting
And so I held
You to
Promises
Made in a drunken haze
I should have known
Meant nothing.
I wasn’t looking
But I should have seen
Clearly
That this illusion
Would combust
In the unforgiving
Light of day.
Stay away from the flames.
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