I  loose myself
in the process of someone else
when I fall in
an out of love
but I still push down your zipper
under moonlight
night skies and
washed out droplets on the window pane
I smell you on this 846 night train
in the feeling of cold
you still keep me warm
as you compress to me
I caress every inch
of your chest
and hope to confess you by name
as I drop lower to loosen
your thighs
your eyes no longer visible
inside darkened desires
I close my eyes and secretly smile
inside your mouth
I want you to feel everything and depend on my touch
tell me what kind of night this is
and I’ll shout out loud my affection


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