Sihouette
When I seek
to understand
I look
as I extend my hand
and a sliver of indulgence,
as my reward,
is the treasure
captured
by the innocence
in the taste of pampered
pleasure
set
in your silhouette,
yet,
fading there,
I agonise
at the hope of your lost promise.
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