what you are
is interesting
because you
are failing
an attempt
at ambiguity
crimson
flesh
is the mark
you leave
when you
see
right through
me
discomfort
is pleasure
because
your lips
move
to ask
for more
from me
your
interest
like cold
water
to my
face
shocking
in its
intimacy
you are this
until you are proven
to be more
the attraction
that draws in
leaves open
a door
if mirrors
were placed
in this
hallway
of conversation
i would be
running
into
reflections
of the past
and
visions
of future
flirtations
i prefer
to live
by intuition
versus
dissecting
my overactive
imagination
you are this
until you are proven
to be more
the attraction
that draws in
leaves open
a door
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