midnight madness.

i sneak away into the nights grays.  into the quiet streets.

back to my bed sheets.

i remove all of me.  i leave it bare for you to see.

and i don’t care.  this is my heart on my sleeve.

but you’ll never know, and i don’t think i will ever tell.

still i slink into your movement.

breathing fire on the surface.  bodies pressed tight, they glide.

i do this for me, not you.

because inside i need something different to feel.

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