I’ve been honest
who I am
is what you see
the same honesty
I find it not in you.
Excuses fuse traces
of histrionic faces
not even your smokey
eyes could hide your
brilliant lies.
We’ve yet to exchange names,
and it’s just as it should be
in each other’s arms
for a night
and nothing more.
(© 2022 AC)
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