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Mesmeric in the most disarming demanding way

I flash honesty brazen and wasted

As you kiss the words from out my mouth as though they’re still untasted

Satiated

We lay

As you press your head upon me and lie about my beauty as though it’s your unspoken duty

I feel safe because you’ve said it

Feel a rush of adrenaline and then push it from my head

You said it

I watched you close your eyes and forget it for a second

And then deny it

You falsify your worth with memories unjust

You try nothing more than to make me feel I was once untouched

And now all I want

Is for the history before us

To erase in diluted drops

That you slipped along my index fingers

When in this heat my rings got stuck.