Aftertaste

FROM THE COLLECTION: And we call that love?

Why did you have to ruin

Empathic memories of you

With your manipulations?

 

Why did you have to burn

The dreaminess of orgasms

With your avoidance?

 

Why did you have to destroy

Careless laughter of our jokes

With your coldness?

 

Chico,

You spoiled an aftertaste

Of our sweet, sweet romance.

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