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He breathes..

Taking in the cool night breeze..
Occasionally  giving me a glance..
Distant, unattached, uninvolved..
Distracted by the pretty damsels..
Dancing around..
Carefree in their flimsy summer dresses..
He breathes..
Occasionally drizzling me with attention..
Spraying me with affection..
Continuously ignoring my longing..
He drinks me up and sucks me dry..
Then spits me out and stomps on me..
Before taking his leave..
All that’s left is a whisper of me..
Dislodged..
Frayed..

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