If you are the moon of the night dim
I am an admirer from a far
When your eyes shine in a gleam
I will pull you even closer
In the closed eyes, I'll imagine
You and me as we chase our desires
Just like we live in a teenage dream
Not bounded by the "devoir"Your little waist in my palm
As I explore the familiar trip with another
The smell of ur skin, the taste of ur lip balm
All dissolve like an alcohol, sweet and bitter
My mind will be lost but my grip will be firm
And gentle around pink and rosé
Bit by bit we'll travel closer to the starsEverytime that we're align
I see bliss that I can't get enough
Do you hear our sighs intertwine
As we color our lips to red?
In sync our hearts beat in rhymes
As I get high on the haze of your breath
Together we reach in time.. to touch the stars in sky.. to touch the star in sky..
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Midnight Touches >> The Poetry
Poetry" Your lips, my lips, Apocalypse " Cigarettes After Sex