I flirt,
You flirt.
We flirt, for sure.
Not knowing what life
has in store.
Living in the moments
While still craving more.
Amazed by how, of you, I never grow bored.
I like,
You like, we're moving on.
Smooth skin,
Nervous laughs,
and sweaty palms.
Drunken kisses over drinks,
sexual napalm.
Handle with care.
Or suffer the wrath of this cataclysmic bomb.
Tic...
Tic...
Boom
I tried to avoid it.
Not really....
B/c I ran straight towards it.
Smitten, before.
Now worthless like horse shit.
For now,
I'm done with roses.
So I am searching
to find me an orchid.
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