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He pulls on my hair, he pulls on my nerves. He presses his lips to the straw in his hand, and all over again, I’m envious of inanimate objects.   My heels removed, I’m a girl again. I am blushy, I am mushy, and I’m disg...

He pulls on my hair,

he pulls on my nerves.

He presses his lips to the straw in his hand,

and all over again, I’m envious of inanimate objects.

 

My heels removed,

I’m a girl again.

I am blushy, I am mushy,

and I’m disgusted by my desire for him.

 

He’s drinking again,

as I drink him in.

I’m euphoric, and pathetic,

and I know that he loves it.

 

He touches my heart,

my hands and my lashes.

The world has stopped,

and only he can make it start again.

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