Guile
I see no beauty,
Angled ‘neath your smile.
Nor warmth in your eyes.
And anger, I dream,
Concealed ‘neath your guile.
Transparent to me.
The depth of my rage
You bathe and defile,
To assuage your guilt.
You reek of distaste
Claiming love all the while.
You look down your nose.
And traces of heat
That held back the bile
I save for your lust.
No quarter given
Though we’ve gone the full mile.
Left only at rest
Within something so vile
Angled ‘neath your smile.
Nor warmth in your eyes.
And anger, I dream,
Concealed ‘neath your guile.
Transparent to me.
The depth of my rage
You bathe and defile,
To assuage your guilt.
You reek of distaste
Claiming love all the while.
You look down your nose.
And traces of heat
That held back the bile
I save for your lust.
No quarter given
Though we’ve gone the full mile.
Left only at rest
Within something so vile
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