You're right girl
I might not have the fire that would
set this city ablaze
but I think I've got enough heat
to burn you down
to light a match
breathe
and watch your world tumble to the ground
I'm only here for a moment dear
don't wait too long
you know my bones are are dying to disappear
but before I decide to step away
hold up wait
no
I'm not gonna attack you
because
I have you
I know what you do when you're alone
sitting empty in that
comfortably constructed compromise
you call a town home
suddenly
needing a fix
no slow drink to dull the itch
your fingers glide
erotic movement
no ones looking
it'll be alright
let the foreplay begin
pressing hard against
time
with passion
you want to scream
yet instead you whisper
seven
one
nine
I don't need a ring
darling you know which door is mine
its wide open
torn from its hinges years ago
decorated in fancy lights
that I fashioned to blink your name
I apologize
for this
I know
I'm a hard act to follow
but if you can't spit flames
you might as well swallow
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