Thursday, September 23, 2010

Put your hands all over me

Would it be a matter of bad taste
if I just called and said
that I am lonely
and I wouldn't mind a couple of kisses on my neck

I would take a silent breath
and dress my anxiety in calmness

I know
I have the privilege of my pretty face
and damn sure I will use it
but the biggest mistake you can possible make with me
is to waste your heart the temporary heaven
where I like to play God in

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