She filled the three seat
leather
like Oscar Wilde
in a reading chair
eye to eye
conversations
planning a potential
crammed
with vacant promise
Undertakings obligatory
to complete the cycles
of life and escalation
Used the word pledge
like a profanity
a blasphemous
incidental
slur
as
unimportant
unnecessary and nonchalant
as the white dress
vows
before God
just a year prior
I kissed those mendacious lips
after she
filled my ears
brimmed the drums
I realise now
it was over
when our tongues met.
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