Dirty Little Forearm

by One Heck of a Blonde   May 8, 2008


I step into the shower
and turn on the hot water
trying not to cry too loudly

I reach for you
and you smile back
"everything will be alright"
across my forearm you go
and I take a deep breath

the water turns cold
but I don't notice
it's my dirty little secret
on my dirty little forearm

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