Baby.

I only call you baby in hushed voices.
At 2am while twisted up in positions yoga instructors consider dangerous.
But none of that matters,
because my words of endearment are drowned,
By drum and base.
Apple music, google play, soundcloud.
There’s jacquees and dvsn,
The weeknd and my imagination.

“Yes baby”

Shhh not too loud, you might hear me

A.

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