& then at night she would have herself a bottle then sink into his left pocket lips patiently resting upon his collarbone
he never asked her what for & she never asked him what for so they lived happily ever after even if she lost temper one day or he left his things in the wrong **** place again
they lived & they lived but this was a dream invented in a few minutes
reality
the many words she won't ever say about skin on skin
& how you never leave her heart as soon as you waltz in