Sometimes

sometimes
the words in my head
tumble in the dust
whirling wildly
to crescendo
blocked
by my heart
falter and die
unspoken
at my feet

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Tease…

deep down
the need
to dance
hip to hip
close
tight
rubbing
delight
is still there

yet

we tease
a fuck you
sleaze
that
always
fail to please