You left me
with a fantasy
as you touched me
with your hand
while we kissed
between red raindrops
and I screamed
for more
while I tasted
your lost desires
before thin lines
faded away
and if it wasn't
for the time
I would have
opened you up
like a flower
sucking sun
begging for
everything
and more
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