Joe could imagine his mother’s voice
This girl is way outside your territory
You are well and truly hooked
Way over, way above your limitations
But Joe could still smell the musk of love
Enraptured, besotted
He was outside of that place
We call common sense
He was on the run
Caught full on
He could still see her eyes...
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