screaming your name
i tango your hands
falling in love in a dark shed
i touch your emotions
feeling your bliss
the rough edges of a handsome man
i slip with your grasp
graveling at your knees
we lie in grass
atop quicksand
you kiss my neck
i transcend
we wade in emotions
but hurt instead
falling into grooves
knives and candles
we lit our bodies
but ran from them
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