I breathed in the midnight air as we walked back to the place you call home.
Drunken blurs of long streets and dark alleys laced with unguarded laughter filled my recollection of that night.
"So, have you found anyone special yet?"
I shook my head. Yes.
Side by side of feelings kept, as you led me in a dance of intoxicated missteps.
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Roses and Candles
PoesieThe letters written for my first. An encounter from a dream that could've been more but never progressed far enough to be a happy ending; A collection of scenes, not enough to create a movie, that's settled in the depths of my beating heart; A stri...
