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there is no perfection

sometimes I want to take you in like cheap liquor,
hard and straight
back

I want you to pass my lips
So desperate to feel you slip over my tongue
just to feel the warmth
when you fall into me.

I want to guzzle you down in
excess
like a teenager looking to let go
without knowing what that means.

I want to be irresponsible
with myself
casting walls aside and losing control
of the illusion of control.

I think I love you like
I promised myself never to love.