A RECORD OF BETRAYALS by Emma z.

i keep a record of your betrayals.
you undress me

when your hands travel on my body
like a hawk surveying an open field
i close my eyes

when you kiss me
i hold your body unto mine

i make you feel at home
like my beloved
inside my heart

i moan for another.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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