Breakups rhymes with makeups
because the two go hand in hand.
Love straps you in for a loop-de-loop
it slams you from side to side
and just when you think you're safe,
that you've finally reached your peak
you p
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And just like a roller coaster,
it can either be fun or scary
depending on the person.
And though I enjoy roller coasters,
love terrifies me.

Sprawled out in my skin
Hair cascading softly
Over black silk pillows
Gazing off into and through
The ceiling flickering from
The candles waltzing
To Chet Baker singing

Fantasies compiling
Eyes slowly closing
To reopen transported
Champagne and petals
Vintage leather jackets
And black boxer briefs
With air dark and sweet

Fingers caressing
Lips tasting and exploring
Bliss in a California king
A variety of beautiful men
Adoring and pleasuring
Lounging in a sea of lust
Forever playing make believe