i’m with you

 

anger. loathing.

f*ck you

i trusted

you

 

out at sea

you knew the way

shipwrecked

desperate

 

i find a way

back to you.

the most intense

neck i’ve ever kissed

 

strong flanks of you

my hands molded

to fit & carry

you

 

and your life

of intensity,

of need

i’m with you

 

 

 

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