ain't it funny
how
we mock
what we want?
this one
with piercing hips
and lips that smack
my own,
to everyone else,
I mock her
while every night
we do not end alone.
then,
knowing,
touch and go,
no promises,
no surprises
assured,
the moment
matters,
shatters expectations.
truth
be told,
I want her
to grab hold
and
ride me home.
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