29–35°F No Tongue No Teeth

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Lost and found

the reason

the rhyme

to remain

glued

to

y

o

u

despite the drowning

in the deep
d
o
w
n
blue

no savings account
at the lowest point
of no return,
I beg
look
a
w
a
y
from accidental seduction
to
roam
&
ice burn
again
without
acknowledging
the shortness
of love, romance, affairs
whatever
is boiling
in
my
g
u
t
s
for you and only you.
the kiss
that
killed
me
for
good.
I am dead serious.

(this time,
is not our last.)

“promiscuous girl,
wherever you are
I am all alone
and it’s you that I want.”