I know your smell
Like warm bread,
like sweet, hot breath
It follows as I leave
It clings lazily to my clothing
and it's imbedded in my hair
I let the water fall on me
and so you swim down the drain
I can never get clean from you,
because you can never make me feel *****
Only alive
There's throbbing and aching,
in the place where you've been
I smile and remember,
as I close my eyes
You know all my sweet spots
You have never taken from me
You only give, and give, and give
and you're with me when I go
I breathe in and say,
this is what love is for
Jan 6, 2012
Jan 6, 2012 at 3:39 PM UTC
I know your smell
Like warm bread,
like sweet, hot breath
It follows as I leave
It clings lazily to my clothing
and it's imbedded in my hair
I let the water fall on me
and so you swim down the drain
I can never get clean from you,
because you can never make me feel *****
Only alive
There's throbbing and aching,
in the place where you've been
I smile and remember,
as I close my eyes
You know all my sweet spots
You have never taken from me
You only give, and give, and give
and you're with me when I go
I breathe in and say,
this is what love is for
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