Jaguar Shoes
Half lit face,
Red right, black left
A lustful roulette
Still, dark, crimson lips
Your denim hips meet mine
Warm breath, a half smile
I'm drinking whiskey, you're drinking wine.
Foreheads graze
Mouths collide
Your kiss, magnetic
Taste, metallic
blood of former lovers.
Our bodies sway in space
Around stars of broken glass
Let's fuck to Hard Feelings
Let's make our first, our last
We burned high and bright
Only for a night.
I loved you too,
stranger in the dark.
Jack D. Murphy
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