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I want to prepare food for you, Chopping leeks and secretly dropping coriander into the pan, I know you say you don't like it but you never notice and it really adds something, The radio sings and fills the spaces between the smoke and steam and my thoughts, I shout you alright, babe?, You shout what?, I walk over to the sofa holding a beer you chose and move towards you, Grow towards you, lean over and press my cheek hard into your neck creases, Your pulse thrumming through me like a train, I close my eyes tight and think of all the times I was desperately alone, In dark rooms in my mind, Shall we cycle our bikes to the river tomorrow? you whisper into me, Your breath warm and sweet, I add salt to the dinner and you pull out a map and our days and nights are woven together by you looking at me looking at you.
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Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 3:51 AM UTC
You looking at me looking at you
I want to prepare food for you, Chopping leeks and secretly dropping coriander into the pan, I know you say you don't like it but you never notice and it really adds something, The radio sings and fills the spaces between the smoke and steam and my thoughts, I shout you alright, babe?, You shout what?, I walk over to the sofa holding a beer you chose and move towards you, Grow towards you, lean over and press my cheek hard into your neck creases, Your pulse thrumming through me like a train, I close my eyes tight and think of all the times I was desperately alone, In dark rooms in my mind, Shall we cycle our bikes to the river tomorrow? you whisper into me, Your breath warm and sweet, I add salt to the dinner and you pull out a map and our days and nights are woven together by you looking at me looking at you.
lily-audra
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Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 3:51 AM UTC
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