Look me in the eye
As you lick
That indifference
From your lips
Better yet
Let me
Taste what it’s like
The bitter apathy
And lies
Stinging my tongue
I’ll choke it down
For it’s better
On the inside
Now my love
Tangle in this embrace
Part those sweet lips
Press against mine
Your tongue quivers
At what I have to offer
Do you recognize this
Or can you not see
Past yourself
As I give back
What is yours
I cower
In understanding
And watch you
Smother
In your safe space
The only constant
Is my regret
As I return
For more
Again and again
More can be found at The Stories in Between
MORALITY PARK 
Sweet and beautiful!
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Thank you.
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excellent.
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Thank you.
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Beautifully portrayed the juxtaposition of emotions in love and hate.
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Thank you very much for taking the time to read and comment.
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My pleasure. I have been regular in reading your pieces in the daily prompt but for last few days I have not been regular in reading them.I like your writing.
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Thank you again.
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I’m taking this as a warning sign from the universe to stop sleeping with my ex. 😛 Thank you. It’s beautiful and really resonated with me.
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I’m sure many of us can relate to that. Why do we so often cling to that which stings us most?
Thank you for reading.
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A little extract of something I wrote to myself about this very thing yesterday, I apologise for the bad verse:
“Yes, there are moments
I want to be still
Holding onto a firm hand
Not needing a thrill
But the hand turns stiff
Decayed and putrid
I turn into myself
Jaded, Muted
And then my soul sings your song,
the vibrations of your being with which it once echoed,
Not steady, not safe, not kind, not chaste,
Yet in whose presence, chaos and life were restored”
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I like that, thank you for sharing it.
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‘Love will tear us
apart … again.’
The need reciprocal
within a decaying cycle.
We penned …
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Thank you.
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Beautiful. How we oscillate between love and everything else
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Thank you for the kind words.
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My pleasure
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A great piece on polarities. I especially like, “I cower
In understanding
And watch you
Smother
In your safe space”
Each line fell into place effortlessly.
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Thank you, I appreciate your feedback.
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Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.
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Thank you for the reblog.
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Most welcome, nicely done blog!
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Very nice with a sting.
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Thank you Stella.
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I like it when you fire up a little, when we can feel the hiss of water dripping on hot coals.
This piece is an apt reflection of sunk cost fallacy, one we are programmed to enact time and time again.
From a writing perspective, I love how you took it out of the head and into the mouth, creating a physical representation of a psychological process, nicely done TSIB
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Thank you Maggie, I appreciate the feedback.
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