It's just skin


from the ABC set poetry: on a faded page

you're standing there again
we always come back to this
my heart in your hand
your hand in my dress

cause we're always settling
for second best
we look past each other
into days gone by
of smiles that we really felt

but now
it's just skin
moving
the way it should
and it doesn't feel good

you know all the right words
and i know all the right moves
it's all rehearsed
down to the way we kiss -
we've perfected it

but now
it's just our lips
moving
the way they should
and it doesn't feel good

i don't want to come back
here again

i want to believe in
forever after
and not just for tonight.

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