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She sits naked on the floor Picking songs and sipping On her warm beer I smoke by the window At a new lover's distance Watching her intermittently The city is still It's 3a.m. Our bodies Are spent on each other The bedsheets still wet With our sweat After the fire We separated Into component pieces She combed her hair In the mirror As I poured cold water Over myself And ****** With the bathroom door Left open My **** Still a little hard I could hear her sing As I toweled myself Watched the last of the water Fall into the drain And for the first time I could remember I did not have to try There was no rush There was nowhere I needed to be
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC
In Between Love
She sits naked on the floor Picking songs and sipping On her warm beer I smoke by the window At a new lover's distance Watching her intermittently The city is still It's 3a.m. Our bodies Are spent on each other The bedsheets still wet With our sweat After the fire We separated Into component pieces She combed her hair In the mirror As I poured cold water Over myself And ****** With the bathroom door Left open My **** Still a little hard I could hear her sing As I toweled myself Watched the last of the water Fall into the drain And for the first time I could remember I did not have to try There was no rush There was nowhere I needed to be
Edward-Coles
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26/M/English
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC
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