Date Night

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The perfect gentleman, picked me up at 7 pm, with a hug letting me whine about rains as the setting sun slowly warmed my heart, in your car   But you don’t really care, did you? About where I spent my childhood, about the passion in my voice as I spoke about synapses being beautiful   All you wanted, needed, was my body under yours, smitten, trusting your sincere eyes your hands on my breasts as I surrendered in counterfeit comfort   Heady and lightheaded, in minutes I’m out again, hair as unkempt as thoughts in the silence of the […]