I know the type of person you are.
The kind that will rip out my long hair
during sex. You are young and smell
even older than you look. You
are just another pizza delivery boy
that I have fallen in love with.
You speak tonight.
And tell me that you can tell
a lot about a person by what toppings
they put on a pizza.
Pineapple for adventure.
Bacon for lust.
Cheese means you're afraid to move on.
And tears, you say, are no longer
on the menu.
-sonja lynn mata
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