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by Ava Blu

he wanted to come over
to see if my legs would talk more;

I tell him, "I don't do casual sex now."
[but I would've if your words weren't already eating me]


Author's Note: even in absence, the snow lingers between each blink.

Posted on 10/22/2005
Copyright © 2021 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Quinn Vokes on 10/22/05 at 04:05 PM

i feel a punch to the stomach effect with this one, brilliantly done, perfected in its simplicity. - Qu

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