Indecision
Lost in a sea of in betweens
Indecisive beauty
he rolls down from my eyes
over my cheeks
past the slight creases that conjoin my lips to
whisper sweet nothing's
that seem like sweet everything's
and were live,
alive
were in the moment
this moment, this very second
full of pure lust
and indecisive love.
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