and as she stroked my back
with her finger tips
kissing my neck
her fingers buried themselves deep within
so i peeled back her eyelids
and pushed the white light through
and her whispers faded into fumes
of the menthols
traversing back out
with her moans
and she pulled me closer
but i never felt more dissociated
as i did when the bow
or the arch
of her back
screeched through my heart strings
to the tune of "fuck me"
as she came and laid by my side
now, i'm not vexed
but i'm not in love
and i've never been more lonely
as i did
when she kissed me in the dark
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