I did more than simply fall
into the ground of your love

Tangled bodies on a sofa
on the wrong side of town
Telling stories from when we last met -

Too close?
Shared experiences, shared regrets -
Feelings that only we both seem to get.

You move first, pulling my face to yours,
Do we stop? No,
I go down,
On this strange sofa on the wrong side of town.
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Shared desire,

Bodies heaving against each other

Bodies looking for souls
Souls in need of bodies
Using each other to feel something again
In a shared pursuit of meaning
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Be it cosmic self-harm,
Or existential release,
In this most intimate of mistakes,
I feel strangely at peace.
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It's more
than just
a taste
when my tongue
forgets flavor
and only
savors

I think the reason we want it so bad
is because we have a problem with power
because it's a distraction we can control
an escape because we need some kind of change
when we feel stuck in a routine where the result is always the same
feeling bored of no real reward
so we will always want something more

Family, that's what you wanted
Nothing more
I'm sorry that's not what I was looking for.
I hurt you, but it's what I do to family.

I've done it before
An accident, a mistake
It's because I'm passionate.
Just escape my world.