Cowboy Poetry

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Joséphine WEST

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The hard part was not being able to talk to you at all. A tearing. And how everything evaporated. For you, I wore my perfume, Madness. Hot pink and black pepper. Without wearing it. It was as if my metal skin was hacked by your desire. You can reach me at any time you said. I doubt that anyone can ever make me feel so much power of desire. An ecstatic love, in all my life, nothing has ever been so stunning, I did not believe it. Next to you. With anyone, I feel like I'm in the microwave. Your embrace, very simple is what I missed most violently, and can not throw myself in your eyes astride. Take off, be right in your arms. To eat categorically Chinese noodles, or rather ramen?

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