backseats on prom night

was it the beer on my prom dress

or the smoke on my hair

that made you want to

tear me down so badly?

or maybe it was the

blowjob in the front seat

or the heartbeat pulse of the music

that drove you to taking all of me

whatever the reason,

you stole my clothes & hid my shame

& we spent so many hours

breaking my fear & your bed

whatever the reason,

for the first time i awoke to you

this morning – the morning after –

promising me sunsets & love & life

i feel so alive today

& i never want to let you go

as time slows down again

and you pull me in close

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