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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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no one noticed it was even gone

i knew you had the tools
and the brains
and the know how

just like i do
so i asked you
about your interest

'crime of the century,
baby.'

and you smiled.
God you smiled.
it was a real smile too
not a fuckin' fake bullshit smile

so it was settled with that,
right there
and we kissed
to sign the contract

my lips moved down
and bit your lip
no blood
the pain
just right

as your nails dug until my spine
one dream at a time.

then i saw the opening
you too.

the silver
was endless
where the full moon danced
in your hair
so we stole it

your thighs quivering
and I went down
to make sure your breath
could escape.

"Fuck,
we're going to be caught."

"no we won't,
no baby..we won't.."

and I ran
my tongue was tired
but I went on.

and on

and on

until you let me know
we were free.

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