poem: tell me i am your Desire and your downfall

time stretching

every minute long and short and

irrelevant. undoing me –

 

undoing us.

i speak the words and they turn to liquid lust around your fingers / i want you to

tell me i was not wrong / i want you to lie

into my mouth around a kiss, a sharpened smile, the edges of your tongue.

– t. bennett ; @raggedhearts

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