Strangers


Her perfume was magical;
Awakened by sweet honey.
He locked eyes to hers,
And suddenly fell aghast.
He caught a sense,
So deeply appalling,
Beneath her hands.
A force so grotesque,
It was inexplicable.
Made in heaven,
Strangers.

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