this black and white
anticipation
this borderline
hotline feeling
I get from just
your kind of lust
I'm going to fall too fast
if you keep this up
and like a thief
you'll steal away
leaving we
not like I would be
before you had me
feeling things
I had long forgotten
like swaying my hips
like imagining lips
across my own
I am nothing
without motivation
and stimulation
from a touch
from a glance
I want romance
with no silence
to kill me
and it makes me say
to this loveless heart
I am raw, unfurled
and ready to stay
and ready to say
three words to keep you
to keep me
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About the Creator
Soft Duckie
Poet and artist living with my two dogs in Arizona. You can find my work on https://www.redbubble.com/people/fisheisley?asc=u.
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