I just want to be a shoulder
Or maybe an ear
Maybe I’m just in the wrong place
Trying to do a job
I’m not seen as fit for
Fingers can’t be toes
No matter how hard they try
Who put this mannequin together?
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Tag: Body
Subconscious Betrayal
A secret big or small
Can easily be kept
Between the lips
But getting the rest of the body on board
Is where the problem arises
Muscle Memory
My heart
Can’t part
With the memories we made
But my body still remembers
That I was once your slave
Curled Legs
Her foot curled when she kissed him
It was the first time ever
It meant to her that she was falling
She was so deep in love
The greatest she had ever known
Before she knew it she was kissing him again
Around him her body seemed to act on its own
