07.12.2002
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indulgence
You link me to bustiers and ask what I like, I like the cropped ones because you have my favourite tummy, but I love you in whatever you like best. And I like you best in nothing at all. You make mistakes and end up all goofy; I give you hell and untangle you, all the while smiling behind my hand. You write me things that make me pant, and other things that make me mushy, I write you clumsy things that make no sense. When I catch you off guard, your smile reaches your eyes and breaks me to bits; I watch you sleep because the weight of secrets lifts away and leaves you, for a while, unmarked. You analyse and analyse and I tell you to stop because that way *always* leads to endings, and because in my eyes to-day, there is only you.
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