Sinking Ships

Drink me up,
scratch my skin.
Pour your soul out,
bury me within.

Eyes searching,
hands in the dark.
Lips aching,
won’t give away my heart.

I’ll play along,
smile and wink.
Waiting for you to surrender,
and your ship to sink.

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