Poetic Musings

The Love I Want

No scammers’ demands to reveal my body after sending me fakes, unseemly and tawdry.

No ghost’s carress, nor fake “I do” – no lies in boredom creating hell I’m put through.

No switching places with specialists designed to manipulate and apply pressure’s vise.

No “careless whispers” that “we’re meant to be” – I just want the truth in which I can believe.

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