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Jasmine kisses the air tonight, as trees shade our desires.

A naked invitation, touching, caressing, passionate fires.

My love has burned for you, many lonely years.

I watched as your heart was broken, continually, I kissed your tears.



Even when you went back for more abuse and cheating.

I remained loyal, I loved you, while you endured each beating.

Sure, he found religion momentarily, God was speaking.

You fell for his lies and thought you’d found, what you’d been seeking.



Weeks would go by and you would pray for courage to leave.

To my amazement, you still loved him,  I didn’t wish to believe.

Ironically, the same night, he opened your soul, with his fists.

He blackened your beautiful eyes and split the lips I’d once kissed.



Humiliated and rejected, reality became truth.

You develop courage and grow beyond youth.

Running in the night, you are calling my name.

He is close behind, shouting accusations, placing blame.



Faster now, you have arrived at my door.

Sanctuary, granted, you’re the angel I long for.

Standing angrily, he approaches me blindly.

He proceeds to hit me and I level him so kindly.



“You aren’t welcomed demon, you’re a cad, a fool, a liar.”

“Hell is your home, embrace your well deserved pyre.”

With that said, he cried, as I shot him dead.

You’re free now, to find love, and sleep in Shangri la’s bed.