She was a generous lover… with a voracious appetite for… mutual energy she… likes taking as much as she gives… and she will give a lot… takes a load
She doesn’t mind getting cruel… get in a duel… Light this fuel… Turn her back and leave what’s behind her in flames
And even if you ask nicely… there is no guarantee… though he lies in exhausted glee.. admittedly… Never to be the same
He was left with the specter of what she used to do… who she used to be… In muted satisfying silence shared between actors with no audience
Trapped in the routine… Of the right things to do… The high cost of the pandemic… Thematic to the game.
Then she says… It’s sunset… there not a lot of time… To get home yet… It was gone before it was even let…
To breathe
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