11:18 PM
I fell in love with the full moon
glowing against the indigo sky
where the scent of smoke
flusters in the air
like small deaths kissing your cheeks
salt stained fingertips
glowing against the indigo sky
where the scent of smoke
flusters in the air
like small deaths kissing your cheeks
salt stained fingertips
and youthful laughter
the smell of dewy grass
staining your shirt
your jeans
the sole of your shoes
your lungs
the smell of dewy grass
staining your shirt
your jeans
the sole of your shoes
your lungs
dear full moon
may we meet again
in this world of mine
where you
don't
belong.
may we meet again
in this world of mine
where you
don't
belong.
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