Maybe it wasn't love
Maybe it was sheer lust
But why does it still hurt
Some questions
Have no answers
And in that conflicting frame
I tried to move ahead
With memories blurring my eyes
I visualized us
Making love
Under the silvery skies
As the moon shied
Beneath the teasing clouds
Drops spilled from my heart
When I realized
You weren't the love
I yearned
I mixed it with love
While you merely
Touched my flesh.
©LR
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