#poetreeeeee

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Drunk, damp clothes, sickly bittersweet smell of weed.

World swirling, mind reeling, floor pitching under my rain-soaked feet.

Uncoordinated, so wasted cold is just a word.

laughing hysterically, too loud. Singing off-key around

my cigarette.

Hungry kisses, cold hands.

The sun rises vindictively, and I'm carried to

bed like a child.

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Dizzy with laughter, snorting, aching diaphrams.

I can't describe the hilarity

and light you bring to my day.

My darkest nights

and zaniest moments can be shared with you,

as can the secrets that make me who I am,

that no one else knows.

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Guilty Nights

Gritty dance floors, bass you can feel in your ribcage,

Grinding, gyrating bodies,

light-headed and uncoordinated drunk dancing.

Raspy, bearded kisses from a stranger

with hungry hands and

brutish intentions.

I was immersed,

completely soaked in the moment.

But when the press and grind of a solid

body against mine,

and the consuming heat of lips

against the pulse of my neck

became too much,

to handle in scilence

                  it was your name I nearly gasped.

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Open windows

You are my favourite

Open window,

Winding conversation about

nothing.

Rough hands that dwarf

guitar frets,

The figure I walk in scilence behind.

The most agravating question

that never gets

answered.

The nauseating,

electrifying current

that runs thoughout me

when I catch a glance

of you glancing

at me.