First Love

Though you are svelte,

The thick treason 

That unintentionally 

Jumps from your 

contour makes my 

Silent voice to sloganeer. 

Though the voice 

Touches you tangentially,

you continue to masquerade as my lover. 

The smell of betrayal 

blocks my breath 

Every time you come near. 

But how can I deny you, 

You are my first love 

And if you want 

To garrotte my life 

With untruth

I will not obstruct you, 

I will not obstruct you?