We do what we do, by choice

(All Art here is available in print
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 Still inside
The sweet tonight of myself
Earning the right to up
the midday sun at midnight

Still inside of last nights rejection.
A darkness filled with no kisses
Providing no flesh carbohydrates.
no entrance.
Still inside of me
No sugar visits in you.
In last nights dance.