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May 2015
Aching limbs full of lusting whiskey grins
"I saw that drink on the menu and I thought: Thats a you drink."
Elevator doors close on us as your kisses blew through
Todays early afternoon.

We melt and we agitate
Because we know.
"You love me."
Your back to me, as my hands remind you
Of the drug you keep coming back to,
me.

"I'm gonna need rehab after this."
Your whistles of silliness and lack of depth
Appear and reappear like a rubik's cube
I'll never solve with my sensual hands.

You gotta go, time to leave the house
But we play and replay all the black tape
Wrapped around my body
You love me in lace.

Hair so blonde and big
Janice Joplin screlted about men like you
Little green crop top, take me off
As our bodies swarm and stop us from really talking
Anymore.

Say my name, say me name, say it again
Your voice so strong and full of self infliction
You wanna call me out on the blanket
I laid so carefully for us on the floor
Lets dine each other like kings
So we won't be so hurt
When we remember our scars.

You will never comprehend, me, and all my complexities
A lack of a real response, you turn it around
Like a globe you wanted to spin with one finger
But I spun into the sky, traveling
Courage embedded in my eyes.

Feed me the fancy dinner,
But we can't take ourselves too seriously
My favorite is when you laugh that affectionate way
But I was ready for you to go, when you went.

My body tense, worried you would abandon
Only when you were ready to
But eggs and avocados,
But I butchered it as I cut it
With the very same knife
You held to me so long ago.


Viewing the world today
With a slight glaze,
Covered in your residue
I don't wanna wash you off just yet.

Whats really a goodbye anyway?
Just someday, I won't long for your taste
But I hope I send you to rehab,
Always.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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