Flesh more pure than cocaine
Let me drink from your lips
And
Extinguish
My
Pain

The women in my dreams
Aren’t as beautiful as you

… so I close my eyes …

Poetic violence
I feel you shake
Gasps against silence
Tomorrows heartache

We both know there is no
Filling a heart shaped hole
We’re just manipulators
Pulling the levers of the soul

I worship your temple
With a kiss on the cheek
I slide my hands along your hips
To ensure that you’re weak

Our bodies communicate…
We don’t speak

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