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Poem: Miles

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Miles

We were lying in my bed and
miles davis was playing and
you didn’t notice I woke up and
you were dialing your boyfriend and
your pinky flinched when I kissed your neck and
you closed your eyes and
the record kept spinning and
your eyes kept shutting tighter and tighter and
the soft inhales became deeper and deeper and
I could hear your pupils dilate and
see your heart pump faster and
we were lying in my bed and
miles davis was playing

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