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Why do you fuck me like that? With your heart out

Muscle Memory

To let go consciously is consent to go naked once again. It is not like a slit in a skirt pocket or things misappropriated or forgotten in human precipitation and haste.   It is simply and painfully this. One finger, then the other, and another, Unlatching. A quick weakening of the heart. I’ve gotten so good at letting go I’ve forgotten how to carry Teach me how to hold You