She was his shimmering golden red maddening mane
pertinent lips disco ball light tasting the coke on his breath
breathe again, I begged
don't die just yet
inhale the room and me in it and the pulse and the beat
push unaware push-up up against that thin divide
between friday fabric and skin
push those blue tardingale tits in my direction
what weight he must hold
while you shower in your cigarette emotion
above us glide, honey-child
don't die
just yet.
TA
pertinent lips disco ball light tasting the coke on his breath
breathe again, I begged
don't die just yet
inhale the room and me in it and the pulse and the beat
push unaware push-up up against that thin divide
between friday fabric and skin
push those blue tardingale tits in my direction
what weight he must hold
while you shower in your cigarette emotion
above us glide, honey-child
don't die
just yet.
TA
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