Wednesday, March 10, 2010

untitled

what is it
about the intimacy
of trading spit?
i don't understand
why it means something
yet i still feel it
growing in intensity
every time you touch me
until that moment
when you finally give me
what i want
what i yearn for
pressing me closer
draw in a breath
then catch on fire
blazing our way
to dissatisfaction
you pull away
you always pull away too soon

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