Key of Escape

You should let me go.
You should allow me to leave.
You should show me the door
escort me to it,
through it,
then lock me out,
ensuring your solitude for the evening
and ever after.
You should let me go.

You should free me
from this comfy couch
and its tentacles of pleasure.
You should show me the key of escape
and allow me egress.
You ought to set me free.

You should stop this
stop these actions
this thing that you’re doing because
it’s obvious to me
if you keep on kissing me just like that
there is no chance that I won’t kiss you back and
what little control you see from me now?
Gone.
I won’t be leaving, like,
ever.

You should
you ought
would you please…
what?

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