Moving On

I can't tell you how much I need this

This, calming mindset that

let's me by my inner freak.

I repeat, but moving on,

hug me, touch me, kiss me,

the list goes

on another level of this calming

I can't misuse this

all these wonderful hues

Use me, Abuse me

these under rues ain't the news, B.

Take them to a distance place til we're done.

I imagine one boy, one girl

Go back, One woman, one man.

To explore this thing called L-

U-S-T. Will it blossom to something more?

Who knows.

Zip up my pants and let's go...

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