Falling Through Flaws

Please carry me home,
yours truly alone –
I’ve fallen in love
with a drowner!

Catch me when I’m smiling.
Chat whilst I’m beguiling.
I’m sure I’ll screw this
like my last loss…

I’m sad in my flurry,
so sorry this hurry,
a tosser I’m sound
and unbeaten.

This last chance of love?
Girl fits like a glove –
in the image of pleasure
and loving.

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