I kissed your lipsfor the last time,though it came to meas a surprise.I thought there’d beone more timeat leastto feel your mouth…
Full moon darkness,short cotton skirt,wool tasty cherry,black amber coat and jeans,our paths cross in the lit square.
Satanic cufflinksas docked in a white cloudover a blue sea.
Pain, the choice, the route,over prideful solitude,cleavage candor.
Who daresget to know me,kind of an investment.Made up bargain encoded infour runes.
Fear… my friend with benefits