birds have
nest and they call it home
but you sneak
from my back door
in fear of
your girl
when you can
leave her
and we can
build our home
you take the
path away from plain sight
you use
perfume to hide fragrance of our love
this affair
born from match fire
and is
burning my skin
tell me is
the wait eternal? and
will the
weight continue to grow?
About- This poem is part of my poetry collection titled "Folklore: The Folk Tales of Summer", which is written based on the stories sang by Taylor Swift in her 8th studio album folklore. This poem is based on the song "illicit affairs" and is about Augustine asking James to stop sneaking around behind the back of Betty and just come and live with her.
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