If you’re so smooth,
make your move with words
you’ll regret in the morning.
I’ll collect the pieces,
as I always do.
Hope is a dying breed.
That’s until I met you.
Only with you in the back seat
of a stolen car, making love without
concern for happily ever after;
did I find peace in the essence
of the presence which abandons
the tension of tomorrow’s absence.
Love today is all you promised.
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