Souls

 

“Time weighs heavy on my soul”
I whisper to her and
Push her hair back behind her ear.
“You’re a liar”
She whispers back and

Pouts

Her pretty mouth in my direction.

“Liar?” I ask and
Take her hand in mine,
“Lies are only the beginning, my sweet.”
I

Smile

My wicked smile in her direction
And the floor opens up and steals our souls.

 

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