scorches my lips
you didn't tip your hand,
show your will
or the fact that it was done
betrayal affronts me
confounding thoughts and feelings
all that I thought we were
the silence is deafening
ricocheting through my heart
echoing emptiness and despair
a perfect deception
hiding all,
building walls of departure
separating fact from fiction
I did not see it
trusting, believing,
blinded
by what I wanted
the joke is on me
the Judas Kiss
that scorched me
will
burns eternal in my soul
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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