Fingertips gloss through the silks and
The yarns hanging off personalities
To take and adopt 'til the dawn when
We strip down and lie in bed
Twisted in ropes, knotted hearts spin
Into a thousand yards of runways cascade
Into lust and you can't take your eyes off me anymore
I interrupt, shave a layer of skin off your spine
You run the whites of your eyes up the wall to
The ceiling fan collecting sweat and dust
You're dancing, prancing down a non sequitur
Buying time as if either of us have appetite
After logical conclusions stained in wine
I like it when you act like you're clueless, then you smile
I like it when I feel something growing in the dark
I like it when you float like a shadow of a moth
I like it when you joke that you're never coming home
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