there's sunlight pouring in through your windows and i can see you wince
with each step i take across clear cream floors, each sound
amplified like a surround sound system to your heart
kickstarting it like a refibrillator, jolt by jolt.
"don't be an idiot. anyone could walk in."
"so what? have i ever cared?"
a brush of the lips is all
it takes for you to
give in to me,
all of the
time
a brush of the lips is all
it takes for you to
give in to me,
all of the
time
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