For M.
Against the watercolour sunrise
I wish I were there
lying between your thighs
walking - and taking - fine (white) lines
and rant into the dark night
with skin glowing like porcelain
and crazed manic wild eyes
It's nights like this I die for
on the days that follow
with drugs that leave life so empty and shallow
and only your full lips to save me.
For Miss M.
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For Miss M.
Lie to me, it takes less time to drink you pretty.
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