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Love Song #17

by AnnPedone

I believe in ghosts, I believe in luck and fate and destiny/I roll the dice whenever I get the chance/sometimes I count out beads on a rosary/I keep hidden/in a drawer/I’ve been to Paris/but I’ve never beento Berlin/I fucked a man on the roof of a building/after a party once/I don’t remember his name/ sometimes I play dumb I sometimes/don’t know how to draw boundaries/sometimes I don’t/cross my legs/I’ve been told I should see a therapist/remind me again how you like your coffee/tell me when you are about to cum/don’t make me/wait for it/tell me again that you want me more than her/I won’t say my body is like a rosary/but sometimes/ it feels like one/let me teach you how to please me/let me show you how to open my legs/just/like this/can you see it/this is the part of me that is connected/straight to my brain/touch me here/and I’ll/grow wings/touch me here before the river of my body runs dry/I need to take a shower/I need to get on a plane in an hour/I need to try harder to forget his face long before I was a woman I was a thing burning in the middle of the sea/I was in the middle of the sea I closed my eyes and mouthed the word waves/the water changed the shape of my body as only water can
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AnnPedone
50 / F / SF Bay Area
For You?
Written by
AnnPedone
50 / F / SF Bay Area
Published
Jul 24, 2020
Time
2m
Tags
#poetry#ghosts#fate#destiny#rosary#sex#wings#coffee#body#love
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