Two Points Along the Clock

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Very early in the evening
Your finger stabbed about the room
Finding me every time
Liar
Careless
Thoughtless
Cheater
Son of a bitch ā€“ well that's a maybe
Oh, the power in that one finger
And the points were all so valid seeming at the time
But what really was that point, or where ever does it go?

Because

Later, much much later, when it was dark later
But still in the same two lives
Your flowing hair told me your kiss would accept me
Your lingering lips told me you always think about me
Your fingertips explore the reasons from my side
Your weight crossing over my hips tells me that you want to keep me
The tickle of your nipples on my chest says I excite you no matter what I do
Kiss
Brush
Lick
Suck and bite
Again, your kiss, now through a warm breath, tells me you'll keep my heart and soul --                                                   warm evermore
You accept my hands across your hance, and it's like total forgiveness
Your slight jogs right...left says you'll compromise to keep me
Your moist embrace of my most vulnerable part says you baptize me of all of the sins of-                         the day, and before the morning I shall emerge pure
Your drive
Drive
Drive
Tells me that you are desperate for me and cannot live without me
Our eruption together tells me we can align
Your lingering tells me you feed off my essences

So when we meet like this again
And again and again
And you curse my not learning, not seeing the error of my ways
And I assume forgiveness is not so, until the darkness and these events flow
After a time it goes to show me that what excites you is the excitement
And this is just how it will go
After the fourth or fifth time I can never believe you would ever leave
It's just two points along the clock

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