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With everyday lining up unlike all the rest I warned there would be limits. Tomorrow I’ll take her to a private sandy place, an ancient dune perhaps where I’ll read to her from my favorite book. I can already anticipate her excitement from underneath a blanket, she’ll remove her top, she loves watching my eyes…

Counting backwards keeping to the numbers we promised we’d memorize. Protected and guarded she nudges to be by my side I secretly grab ahold of her and tug her into position long before peering eyes ever notice. The summer heat is the change that is almost upon us, she is a reminder of myself of…

The beautiful edges keep the heartache from eroding away what’s playing in my head, what’s playing inside again. Yesterday was perfect for you because your arms were wide open. Thoughtful songs sung well into the night love seems to never give up love never gets old even as people complain at this late night hour…

The smallest target through a keyhole I can just barely see her it’s all I get her distorted figure undressing in the moment. It’s impossible really to act like I love her, she can see straight through me and my squinted looks. I can’t help but disapprove of the girl, who has always had this…

There is thirst this hour and I’m already craving her everyday there is this challenge to leave things in a way, that suggest, we were never really here in the first place. Falling down on broken knees to palms I wouldn’t mind if she were down on all fours always trying to look up asking…