Vengeful Desire

He said sorry
as he kissed my wrists
he apologized
as he traced my lips
then he coached my anger
turning toward my fists
I’m glad I missed.

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malacules (31 Poems)

aspiring polyglot and creator. amateur longboarder. mi piace fare yoga. Bianchis are beautiful. composer of quotidian poetry.

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