“7 year Itch?”

Posted by Admin1 on June 17, 2012
My Poetry c

“7 Year Itch”


Bruce Christopher

You were my breath of fresh air.

My confidant.

My friend, my lover

We shared stories.

Too many to repeat.

Then you hid away at night.

Where did you go?

What were you doing?

You got the itch.

You were never the same.

You never failed to need me.

You never failed to take.

The itch that lasted through the night.

Stole our innocence away.

I will never be the same

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