sweat on the sheets
like pimples across cheek.
have you forgotten how you grew into love?
she strokes his arm, tells him,
it’s not too late, brings lips forward.
he grips hips. cups tits.
outside a siren rips
like dress, worn out through summer
you are never alone, she whispers.
he unzips, everything. a light dims.
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