what i need,
now-
a place to go
and somewhere

to Hide,
deep inside
California i
would bury

and all of my
tangled insides
would explode

leaving nothing
left of Fucking.

California.
and i would
ride him hotly,
throw my hair
back to expose me.

me and you
and
Desires of the Flesh

every bass line
is the tempo of
my heart,
and the way i
moved on top of
you.

the footsteps that
Belong to you,
leaving me
incapacitated

i practice at
forgetting where
you are and who
you were.

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