this morning
we were drinking coffee
i was maybe a little high
and you
well your breasts were showing
and i asked you
what we are doing here again
you replied,
"making a mess"
we both know
my emotions are a tornado
which is okay
when i am alone
a tornado is only as destructive
as the debris in it's path
you are naked in my bed
you are the debris
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