abandon polite fiction
I’m not emotionally evasive.
Don’t admire me from a distance.
Let's not waste time pretending.
Skip the decorative speech of poetry.
What we’re about isn’t moonlight and flowers,
it’s that common-coin of light comedy—sex.
If intimacy is a sequence of permissions,
take what I have—I want you close.
Let’s abandon polite fiction,
get with the friction,
and form a pleasurable, pleasure dependence
.
.
A song for this:
Get Me by Everything But the Girl
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