We spoke in the secret language of the saints and I let the darkness of your indiscretions wash away from me.
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That night we sat by the hotel pool and drank (quickly and viciously)
Yelled at each other about geography, liars, egg plant and sun tan lotion.
His mouth was an earthy dark void and I spun deep inside it
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So here I am. I’ve put the past in it’s place and I stand in front of you empty handed with dirty knees and the best of intentions.