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Beer-Soaked Breadcrumbs


couple holding hands black and white

I give you love you don’t want

Like pushing a new religion

Trying to save your soul

In each and every expedition


I call your name into the wind

Hope it reaches your heart

Hope that you’ll reach out to me

That each time can be a new start


My reach disintegrates before your silence

My hope fades with each setting sun

But eventually you return to me

Hand me a beer-soaked breadcrumb


I grab at it like a prisoner starving

Swallow it down with greed

Ignore the pain as it goes down

On whatever you give me, I’ll feed


Stumbling steps announce your arrival

Suffocating my desire

Slurring words replace your charm

Smoldering embers replace my fire


But it’s you

You’re here

Next to me

Reappeared


We’re chatting

And kissing

And touching

Bodies twisting


All is forgiven and forgotten

As we lap up lust like an ice-cold treat

Desire is melted and dripping now

As we sweat through all of our heat


And everything is okay in this moment

Everything feels as it should always be

The world disappears behind heavy curtains

If the world could just stay you and me


You let me hold your hand

You let me play pretend

I kiss my love into your skin

And pray I don’t offend


You are the music that plays in my mind

The melody stuck in my head

Playing your song brings me peace

But keeps the obsession fed


The clock strikes time to end our play


Time to watch you walk away


And the world comes rushing back


As does my dismay

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