14.04.05 - 4:19 p.m.

i was wearing the jeans that my husband says
make my ass look really good and i always argue
but i know he's right and when i hugged you
i let go first and after three drinks you said
what next and i said i was tired and meant it
you used to pinch my aorta between those long long
fingers, make me gasp for air, make my
insides feel like they were about to explode
from my chest and now you hold on for
one beat longer and i finally finally win.