Thanks for the drunk dial.

We were mistaken.

I liked the way your eyes

were mountaintops

and I could feel your hand on the back of my neck

all night long. Why

is mirror vanity intentionally jesting

or are you a cold

scream. I fear this devil’s advocate word-chase would

lose its meaning

each time your eyes graze.

I am tender for your touch,

I knew already.

The following are reasons to stay away:

 

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