Writing My Secrets On Scraps

Writing my secrets on scraps
The best stuff down by the rips
Odes to midnight passions
Memories of your nocturnal lips
This morning is a little slower
Another coffee to fuel my words
But my mind won’t leave your flesh
These themes bordering on the absurd

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