That was quite a kiss
that would last decades
under a night sky no one could miss
unless blind or so unromantic it fades.
How a heart gets bloody.
How the anatomy of cruelty rules.
How someone can see
and then change into a leader of fools.
Your name was on my lips,
now a name in infamy.
When the tipping point tips
love flies off into the foreground of history.
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Author: aprettykettleofpoetry
