Last Love Affair Poem by Bree Z Love

A promise to keep
my sheets free.
Free from toxic souls.
Souls that create a stench of lies.
Lies low, to not be discovered.
Discovered holes that leaked words, broken.
Broken in beds; never really felt so good.
So good, to carry on like we'd never get uncovered.
Uncovered the truths that we'd never be.
Never be in an Affair, Again.
Again is never.
Never no more.
no More
kisses.
Kisses to our last love Affair!