About Last Night

last night
another lie was born
behind a blank wall
some words escape
from the heart

you believe it
as i pretend again
about who i am

the point is
you love what i say
and you keep on believing
as i kiss you
as i hold your body unto mine
as i pour
the liquid being that
i am

i guess life is like that
to love
lies assume no responsibility
for love
keeps on believing
what is not true
it is the the sweetness of desire
that keeps on
hugging

till then
when we meet again
my eyes shall speak
to your eyes
my mouth is shut.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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