further with every whisper
did the needle bore
and every touch, too
until the floodgates
burst open like light
through sunday curtains

you were an undiscovered
sweet nectar that i wanted
to name myself

traveling the highways
to my heart

and in the sunshine i loved you
and we kissed in the parking lot

i could feel you then
and i can feel you still
under my skin and
i’m strung out again
itching away like some
goddamned asshole
night and day waiting
for his next big fix


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