Beautiful Liar

Her lips are pretty
like the rind of autumn

Cursed with seductive lures,
Eyes of pleasurable doom

Comfy retinas gulp all
presented in sumptuous vague

Abandoning cognition beneath the cave's
damp nostrils, in company of fleeing vanity

She is the sweet lie whose adventure
bites the dust at its sweetest

And like a sneeze; a jolting wake
to the compulsory knock on the partition

Staring into the eyes of the bitter truth,
leading the hike upon the dark mystical alley of eternity


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