Did her tongue taste like betrayal?
a haiku about infidelity
By R.C. TaylorPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Louis Galvez on Unsplash
Or did it taste like
the tears your inner child
cried that my love dried?
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R.C. Taylor
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