It became dangerous; him
Anything I thought; you
None of it could be.
Episodic
Intrusive
Without content.
Undefined and ruined.
Nothing distilled from these fragrant petals.
Wiped away and vanished to a memory hole
Tainted and vanquished, the requiem of what once was between us.
Dried and sharded into irreparable splinters.
Dishonored and disregarded.
A delectable reminiscence colored poison.
A death invading the root.
Rot succumbing the vine.
A decay of everything sweet
that washed over our tongues.
A sabatouged fermentation.
Nothing recovered.
Everything....lost.
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