Mistaking Kindness For Desire

I have never spoken

About that night

As to betray him

Would be be unfair

He only hit on me

Because he was ill, you see,

And his ability to judge

Impaired


Indiscretion

It was
what
it was

And
whilst
we
had
fun

Now
it is
what
it is

The
guilt
has
begun

(Originally Posted 01.10.2019)

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