taking
time for taco tuesday until you texted me
you
had gotten off work early and wanted company
i
quickly made my way to you and knocked upon your door
where
i became the raging sea that’s crashing on the shore
for
when you opened up the door so you could let me in
you
were wearing nothing but the moonlight on your skin
i
swept you up into my arms and took you to the sheets
the
fabric of my clothes dissolved by burning in the heat
lips
on fire hands aspired to actuate foreplay
but
these became one and the same of something in the way
and
like a person drowning in the violence of a storm
in
the ocean a frenzied motion was all that i performed
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