impaled

more love spurned

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I’m transparent, I’ve always
opted for complacent routes
Kissing on cue
mirroring their dances
Wiping my lips
on his crisp ocean
blue denim jacket, tasting that
Method detergent, imagining that
overwhelming scent imprinting
below his navel
Tasting his unflattering areas