The End of Love

A hundred kisses

Hushed love making

Hurried love making

Nonstop lovemaking

The years fly by.

The laughter of another woman

A photograph on the mobile phone

A word that cuts into the heart

Laughter brings nothing but tears

A thousand blows, a million stabs

Unspoken words

A glance in the wrong direction,

Words gone astray

Where has love gone?

Why do we not dare to kiss?

When did jealousy come to dwell,

In our home?

And mistrust?

And hurtful words?

And thunderous silence?

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