The Siren

once he dipped himself in my honey

he developed an addiction

for my taste

His conflicting thoughts about me showcased themselves across the table, he feared me yet wanted to be with me. I understood his turmoil because I felt that way about myself

The Hearts Maturity

my heart became vintage as the memories of us decomposed in my mind

Thinking

most judge because challenging ideas takes courage

The Siren

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