Crimes of Passion
His Judas Kiss made me orgasm
As we fucked on the Ides of March
I wrapped my legs around his back, pulling him in closer
As I moaned in pleasure, he said “I love you”
I knew he was a liar
Insincere words, and empty promises
I’d carelessly given my heart away
Sadly, I found that he had many lovers
Something had to be done
The knife smoothly pierced his back
A sweet mix of surprise, pleasure, and pain
I could see the life draining out of him, as he stared at me in disbelief
I spoke the only words that came to mind
“I love you too, sweetheart”
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Crimes of Passion A poem of love, heartbreak, sex, and murder
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