door opening
backwards outside the room
walls lit
hate filled
replaces love
this time
my lips outside yours
my flesh
in yours
hands just a little
bigger
a little balance
to fill you
blind
feel my touch
from the outside
a little balance
keeping the ringing
phone against my chest
white night
fingers over your breast
inside you
cocked
tease
inside you
a little balance
feel me once
inside you
fill you
tease
torn
raw
a little balance
to fill you
the two of you
love
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