Smoke Screen

Pity Sex

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Left the blanket on the roof.
In the morning it’s wet.
Your eyes are green and dewy.
In a few days you’ll be gone.
You’re so easily lost.
Burnt your scent into my throat.
I can taste you.
The road below is brick.
Red faced I can’t see straight.
Smoke screen I’m disappearing.
Love dazed.