Your words are embryos

On me

Dazzle me so

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So that you would lie about it

Force down my throat the hope

To touch grace and carry flowers

On the veranda, red brick

Hard dick

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And I now know there will be another time

Over sound moments

But what awaits lies

Like you like me on my back

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‘I love you’

No

‘Take it back’

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All creations into ash

I will not trust you

Love…like the hair on my ass,

Be brave and shave it dry

No consequences

Quick to meet blood

Slow to meet me

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Oh, but you,

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Worth what sum of my dignity

A bouquet of pristine roses

Tangled to mesh

Ripped and dipped in crystal meth

I savor it so

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‘You and me’

So cheap.

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-Red Brick dick