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Jan 2015
Bathed in the ambience of snowflakes and big words
Grabbing arms to ensure we don't get stuck
In the world of our own past horrors?
Rice and carrots, I can fix you up
Beam at me--like I could really mean something.
I love the way it looks when your body
Your strong hands, they caress, grip, and tighten
On my longing *******.

I'll have another glass of wine now
Because it allows me to let myself shine
But you, you want to convince me to stay
How do you cope with your own nakedness?

I should have made you a cup of coffee this morning
But I couldn't peel my eyes away from you, long enough
To remember hospitality.
I should have shared a cup of coffee with you this morning
I should have let you take me
I should not let our sheets envelop us whole
I should be less weak.

But even though we forget our words
We forget that 5 hours has passed
To eat, to leave the house
Caught up in each others face
And taste.
Would we be fools to let this go?

I got the cork stuck in the bottle of wine
And drank cork red wine, the rest of the night
Teeth, opening, a flutter of kisses
I still taste you on my mouth.
Don't go.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
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