Hookups 2

by emmie   Dec 29, 2009


Another smokey night,
You want me to want you.
Another height.
I want you too.

The setting is right.
The smell of alcohol and smoke.
The dim lights.
Every intoxicated word spoke.

Slightly flying.
Around baby, around I go.
No denying.
My minds spinning, and I know.

Suddenly alone.
Neither of us aware of how we got here.
Cover blown.
Neither minds are very clear.

One things clear,
You get yours. I'll get mine.
No fear.
Just like every other time.

Breathe with me,
Every taste of your lips.
Scream with me,
With your hands on my hips.

This room.
Purple haze still heavy in the air.
It consumes.
A new haze lifting slightly there.

And then, done.
Every pleasure, every pain.
We're nothing.
Until it happens again.

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