Tired

My hands find you,

I’m too knackered for sex,

I’m drained by the rolling barrel love.

Our bodies laced together.

A persistent grinding ache

Makes me change my mind.

I squirm around,

You raise an eyebrow,

Look what I’ve found in you,

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