8.06.12 – 23.29

insincere flattery and hypothetical promises,
you said you’d wish
for nothing more
than to have me. just tonight.

your voice, like smoke and honey,
linger on my skin and on my lips.
in all your inebriated cynicism, you were
beyond beautiful.

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