Moving and Sex
Those are probably my two best skills if I had to rank them
I have become expert at peeling posters off the wall
Tetris-ing boxes into my car
My great-grandma's collapsable table
That only fits in one of the back seat doors
This is a puzzle to which I have memorized the curves
Sex is more like a cypher
Sliding and changing
But I can find a clitoris blindfolded
Which you know because you've seen me do it twice
As long as we're ranking things
You are the first great love of my life
I have shared food, porn, a home, a few lovers, and so much lipstick with you.
I can hear the sound of your laugh when I close my eyes
Our relationship is the tides and the ebb and flow can occasionally drive one or both of us into the sands
But like the water to the beach, we will never be apart
You have been a part of each home I have made
A pice of your art, a card from you, a picture of you always on thumb-tacked to the wall
You have known every heart-break and good lay I've wrecked from here to California
You know the lines of me like a poem you've had memorized since you were twelve
You will always be my first great love.
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