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Cigarette smoke clings to the faded wallpaper as we twist between memory stained sheets,
once more caught in another inclination toward something possibly objectionable.

I thought you were the one tied down but I can feel the unmistakable burn from braided cords as you quote lyrics I never heard of.

Either way, the song is clear enough.

I'll never understand how fingers so young, too young to hold such a vast range of experience, could promise such wild, untamable storms.

But then bottles of whispered seductions have weakened even the strongest warrior -- and I drank willingly.

Caught in an inclination, I could live here forever or at least tonight.

Swallow me whole, lover, and ne'er wake.