My Hands In Your Back Pockets

"These ones?" "Hmm... better..." Our hearts beat like thunder "Hey! Only one person in the change room at a time!" I don't know why they don't explode "I've never seen her before in my life." "I'm leaving with that guy over there." "He can't love you like I do." You got your hands in my …

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Believe In the Magic, Baby

Crossing the street, weaving through the crowds -- why are all these people here? Oh right, tourists. But why here? Can they all be tourists? Are there that many people living here? Why am I living in a city anyway? Can I relocate to Belize? -- a smile washes over me. I take off my …

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A Spark Is All I Need, Baby

"What do you usually have for breakfast?" Lightly "Eggs, usually" Stroking "When I think of you," he said Her forearm "Medium" Across the table "When the sun rises" So pale "In a bit of coconut oil" Silken "Over the glass surface" Under "Sprinkled with Himalayan salt" His sea-worn "Of the open water" Weight "Often with …

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