Words without meaning, thoughts without words. Why must we fear what cannot be unsaid?
Longing, sweetness, and tiny lust. Not forever. Just now. Is it really so wrong?
But words can't be spoken, so we may never know if the warmth would be worth the stakes.
Always, always off limits. Why can't the trip ever be a reasonable destination?
Why the moon and not down the street? And now you've got gibberish.
Words without meaning. Thoughts without words...
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