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By: Linda M. Crate

lust

baby,
it’s cold outside
like the
nights
we used to walk
home
together in;
and it made me want
to cry when
jack frost whispered your
name in the ice—
chilled me
to the bone,
and
i’ve never felt so numb
before in my
life;
you were someone i thought
i could trust—
didn’t realize
you
were the monster in my bed
devouring
my heart and soul
when you danced
around me
your lust i mistook for
love.

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