Same need. Same plan. Same thoughts of temptation
Same pause. Same doubt. Same fear of a presage
Same conflicting thoughts. Same hesitation
Same mobile number. Same text message
Same lies spoken. Same route and roads plotted
Same promise that this will be the last time
Same paranoia of getting spotted
Same street. Same driveway. Same house. Same door chime
Same amount of dollars. Same sense of touch
Same rush of sensation. Same ecstasy
Same assurance it was wanted so much
Same pain resonating in the belly
Leaving feeling empty, unhappy, weak
And knowing he’ll be back again next week
15th October 2012
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