Sunday, July 14, 2013

negative space

Hanging


to just lick the wetness off of your fingers while you
watch me watch the way your pulse needs your body


only half as badly as I do.
                                                It’s all so tight
                telling you to take
                                                whatever
                                                                you
                                                                                like.
Cause
because
on account of my heavy
                     breathing.
                                                               You’re so


far
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          away



 I want you now

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