Immortal Tears: Another poem dug up from forever ago, when I was hopelessly in love with a whore.

Unspoken Lies

Look me in my eyes,
And whisper to me
one of your unspoken lies.

Maybe a kiss on the lips?
Or perhaps your soft hands
stroking my hips?

Pretend that you love me for me,
And that you're not just using me
for my body.