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D Apr 2
We collapse,
Eyes dilated to the size of a well,
Panting to catch a single breath.
Hot air exchanged as steam stipples skin;
Bodies tangled like twisting vines
Spent and scented with secret sensations
Secreted upon the sheets so shamefully sweet
As we catch the wave of calm washing over
In syncopated arrhythmia and bated breath.
Felt like being a little spicy 🌶️
Kewayne Wadley Jan 2020
One thing that truly changes
No matter how I cut my hair
Or the kind of clothes I put on.
When I look in the mirror I am
still me.

Not very often do second chances
come around.
How often do things change
No matter if I trim my beard
Or let myself go and my belly
hangs over my belt.

One thing that truly changes
How quick you threw your clothes on
& left me with conversations we'll
never have again.

When I look in the mirror
I am still me
When I step outside I am still me
One thing that never changes

— The End —