It's always been like this
Like four a.m. confessions
Spoken behind bar counters
His patience
My urgency
Meeting in the middle
At the tip of a blade
Breaking through best stockings
Bottle caps falling
Forgotten for the price
Of teeth against lips
It's never felt heavy
We are uncomplicated
It's always been like this
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