fun,
that’s what we have
but beliefs make it bad
or seem inappropriate,
and I was just hoping that
we could continue
with a change of venue,
you still smell like him,
and I rather enjoy her scent
but we’re in this moment
and neither of them know,
we persuaded them convinced
you’re just as faithful as then
I am as loyal as pretend
while we make love as friends
hold hand of the wind,
but won’t let it show
it’s not cheating if you go home,
just finding reason to know
not everyday deserves my honesty
and that truth is your hobby
dressed in critique and dogma
fear of a God that logs off
so that nature could take course,
you’ve got vows to enforce,
like “for better or until death”
I decided to save my breath,
so that all my energy is left.

-see

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