December 12, 2006

Hooch

We smack - We flip
We twist and turn
we kiss and burn
we wait till we
can be somewhat alone.

Couch, corner, wall.
skin, hair, hips.
This push,
too smooth, to soothe.

it's good, it’s bad
it's sweat, it's sweet
and it's for keeps
It's ours
this hooch.

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