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This talks about sex/doing it. Nothing graphic though. Has some mirror cussing. Just a little warning! 

 

 

Man: Do you remember the last time we had sex?

 

Woman: Really? Really?

 

Man:...

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This is what it was.

On a Tuesday meeting you at first smile.

The sun was on the other side of your eyes

and I hadn't learned your name.

Only the tail end of what it meant

to hear you...

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He told me to explain.


He was quiet and his eyes looked like stones

Picked from a puddle

 

He was told to speak to me

Or, that is what my parents told me

 

Where do I start?

 

Imagine space...

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I remember as a child I thought I was nothing more than a spine.

 

Feeling each bump across my back as if I was a skeleton.

Only to be covered by skin because my insides were...

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Buildings were falling no different from rain.

What dust was washed across my lungs

The sun became a piece of grain

My home was nothing more than where

bones met the ground

A kiss from...

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In the whisper he was hoping to find a glimpse. A shadow that showed a bit of hope. That the sunlight that grew dim would take a sliver to his eye. That he could run his hands...

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In oblivion.

Things are not what they seem.

That my hands are extensions of a body

that could not be seen

 

reflections of a ghost

 

This was it to be

space speaking to me.

That the stars

...

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And this was what it was. To be truly alone. That the dark would fuck me till I wished I could hold his hand. That his teeth would bite in to my bound neck. Feeling around digging...

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