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…and with all good intentions 
I’ve never sworn
quite like this before.  
I already know
we’re going to sin
down on broken knees
to palms. 

Give me
that praying position
I only want
to be with you,
to be with you
to be with you. 

My one and only
true love
when it comes to you
I like when
you’re counting petals. 

She loves me,
she loves me not. 
She loves me
she loves me not. 

Her flower is so limited
close to the edge now
her eyes beg
if it pleases you
her favorite 
words to use. 

Give me
that praying position
I only want 
to be with you
to be with you
to be with you. 

The star-filled sky
disappears 
as her toes curl. 

Heavy hands
grip and pull 
here at the earth.  
This autumn night
with all her warm city lights
under this sky
we make love.  
The songbirds
wake from their slumber
these midnight hours
are not safe to sing,
it’s better to be
all quiet and shy. 
Lower lip
she bites
blood-stained kisses
eyes hold onto eyes
the empty silence
is broken apart. 
The birds flee,
her pleasure source
she grips tightly
the flood of stars
they return 
in absolute utter
brilliance.  
Her pulse pounds 
body all sweaty
and firm. 
Her sensitive parts
want feather touches
softly of course
her man kisses
making this night 
their start.