I Can Handle

I handle
The bangle
That did jingle
On your wrist.
There was no tingle
As lips touched lips,
For we, never kissed.

I can handle
The bangle
That now gathers dust.
Love is a potent thing,
And lust,
To, has it’s sting.

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