III
Footsteps
Sidesteps
Broken door
Back door
Adrenaline
sweaty palms
fresh face
fresh heart
Catching gaze
Hands aligned
"Do I look alright?"
my in love eyes
but you are grown
for you have sooner
for you have sooner
known more than I
yet, I alone
have known the feelings you
walked with into this home
through the back broken door
lies carried on your broken back
diception gathered by your broken eyes
poisen, spread between your sweaty thighs
and my lights were formed in the windows of
that broken door
lies carried on your broken back
diception gathered by your broken eyes
poisen, spread between your sweaty thighs
and my lights were formed in the windows of
that broken door
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