Drought

Drought

In failing relationships

We prefer our poison mixed with honey

To mask the taste—

There’s a sweetness in the way

A fairytale rolls off your tongue–

A lie–

Because it can turn a lying man into a loving one.

But your love cannot prosper without affection

Without care,

So never expect it to rain in the midst of a drought.

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