i like bluffs.
some stuff
are good
buffers,
we meet, we talk, i invite you for a drink. I want it private.
Just us.
I will tell you how sad i am. I miss life. Life is too narrow.
I have a car. You like it the way you gaze at it with stealth. I see you
stealing glimpses at me. But i pretend i like beer. I like you more than the beer.
Beer is bitter. But i like bitterness at times specially during nighttime when
all my inhibitions wither. The moon is absent tonight. And so you
are my moon, and you like it. You like it when i am weak.
The weakness of other people is your treasure.
I ask you to play games with me. You like me to be a child again.
I take you inside my room. I undress myself. You like it better if i undress you.
Very romantic. I like you drunk. I like you to lose yourself in strong wine.
It will be pleasurable this way. We are naked.
Then i turn off the light.
i bluff you into believing that love is much better in the dark.
You and I shall rely on sound and touch.
We are blind. We are love.
I like you bluffing me. I guess this is the game that we play.
It is sad. Love has no hands. The dark has no ears.
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