I should not be drinking this much
I should not be thinking these thoughts
Keep your knees together
You know it won't happen ever
Keep on sipping and slurping
Keep on dreaming and thinking
Of how sweet it could be
But how bitter it would be
Would it be? Does it have to be?
Isn't there a chance it will be fine?
Not only fine- but delicious and divine?
Something you desire, can also be something you deserve.
Why does it have to be wrong?
The worst that could happen is you sleep alone.
And reminisce upon kisses you can savor like sugar cubes
The sweetness of a passion so young
Tender buds of may
Who fuck the night away
A fleeting fury that now resides in dreams
You are allowed to imagine,
Allowed to dream.
Allowed to remember,
allowed to surrender.
There are worse things in this world
Than opening your skin
to allow another in.
You could sit alone, pacing your mind
watching nothing unfold.
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