the bed is wet...
the armani sheets.
two hearts. two beats.
sex is love, love is is life.
i'm leaving for the afternoon
i'll see you tonight.
don't call me.
for my wife wife might approach the phone
don't worry baby, you hold my love tonight
the night is still
the sweat down my eyes
the candles, the red dimmer
what a surprise.
roses form a chain up the stairs.
i pick a rose pedal up
put it between my lips
going upstairs
i drop the whine bottle
drop my jaw.
...notice the blade;
between your finger tips
... a note:
love never lasts;
so why live it?
 
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